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LIBRARY OF
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School
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Theology
Library
Hymns New and Old,
REVISED.
FOR USE IN ALL
RELIGIOUS SERVICES.
D. B^. TOWNER,
T. T. EATON, D. D., LL. D.,
GEORGE H. SIMMONS
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PREFACE.
This book has oeen arranged with great care for devotional
and revival meetings, as well as for Sunday School and
home use. The aim has been to select the best of the
old hymns suited to these purposes, and also to offer such
new hymns as have these same merits and are suited to
awaken and sustain spiritual life. All the good old hymns
were once new, and the new ones will become old. Hymns
express the deepest Christian experiences, under the teach-
ings of God's word and the power of the Holy Sp'^it. It
is of the highest importance that hymns should teach true
Scripture doctrine, and special attention has been given to
that point in the preparation of this book. The reader
may miss some favorites, but a book could not contain all
the good hymns, without being too large and expensive for
practical service. It is hoped that Christian workers will
find this book just what they need.
Qopyright, 1891, by Fleming H. Revell Cq.
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Sobool of Tbeology Librair
HYMNS NEW AND OLD.
REVISED.
No. 1.
Old Hundred.
Isaac Watts.
G. Franc. 1545.
1. From all that dwell be-low the skies, Let the Cre - a -tor's praise a -rise ;
2. E - ter-nal are Thy mercies Lord, E - ternal truth attends Thy word ;
Dox. — Praise God fromwhom all blessings flow, Praise Him all creatures here be - lotv;
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Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Praise Him a - bove ye heavenly hosts : Praise Father, Son.and Ho - ly Ghost,
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Gloria Patri.
Wm. Boyce.
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Praise Him.
Mrs. Ella Lauder.
D. B. Towner.
1. Sing praise un-to
2. Sing praise un-to
3. Sing praise un-to
4. Sing praise un-to
tteLord, O praise him from the heav'nly height, Ye
the Lord, Ye heav'n of heav-ens praise the Lord, ^ or-
the Lord, Young men and maidens join and sing. Ail
the Lord, The sound of harp and trumpet raise, J^or
heav'n with prais - es ring, . , _. ,
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No. 5,
Coming To-day.
F. J. Crosby.
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2. Still he is wait-ing, wait-ing, wait-ing; 0, what com - pas- sion
3. Lov - ing - ly plead - ing, pleading, plead-ing, Mer - cy, tho' slight-ed,
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My Jesus Knows.
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2. The bit- ter cups that I must drain, The thoughts that rack mywea-ry
3. The cross tliat I must dai - ly bear, The deep anx - 1 - e - ty and
4. The long -ings that per-vade my breast. To reach my home and be at
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brain, The efforts that seem all in vain, He knows,myJe- sns knows,
care, The crown of thorns I too must wear, He knows, my Je- sns knows,
rest With Him I love, a welcome guest, He knows,myJe- sns knows.
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No. 7. Trusting Jesus. Hallelujah!
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
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I will sing,
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Ev - er trust - ing in my King. Hal - le - lu - jah ! When the
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No. 9,
F. F. S.
Speak to Me Tenderly.
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2. Sav - iour, I thy ways have sought, Speak to me, ten
3. Sav - iour, I thy voice do hear, Speak to me, ten
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No. 10. Must I Go, and Empty Handed ?
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Duet.
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2. Not at death I shrink nor f al - ter, For my Sav-iour saves me now ;
3. Oh, the years of sin-ning wast-ed, Could I but re - call them now,
4. Oh, ye saints, a-rouse, be earn - est, Up and work while yet 'tis day,
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that now clouds my brow,
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No, 11. I know that my Redeemer lives.
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Arr. by Rev. M. G. Prescott. 1882.
1. I know that my Re- deem -er lives, That He 's pre -
2. I 'm trust - in^ Je - sus Christ for all, I know His
3. And now ^e - wil-dered at the thought, I stand and
4. I know zhat soon my Lord will come, I know He
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won-der at His love. How He from heav'n to earth was bioughV
will not tar - ry long, I know He soon will call me home
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No. 12.
S. M. Sayford.
We're on the Way.
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2. The prom-ised land ! where thodsands dwell, Who' ve washed their robes in
3. The prom-ised land! with mansions fair, Where Je - sus now pre
4. The prom-ised land! the Fath-er's house A - waits us on the
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Je - sus' blood, With them we'll wave the branch of palm. When
pares a pla^e. From whence He'll come to take us home. And
shin - ing shore. When there we'll strike our harps of gold. And
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No. 13. Though your Sins be as Scarlet.
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2. Hear the A^oice that entreats you, Oh, return ye un-to God! to God!
3. He '11 forgive your transgressions. And re-mem-ber them no more ; no more ;
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They shall be as white as snow, They shall be^ as white as snow.'
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And rc-mem - ber them no more, And re-mem - ber them no more.
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Wond'rous Love.
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1. Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord, 'Tis thy Saviour — hear His word,
2. Can a mother's love and care. Leave the ten-der child she bare V
3. Thine is in un-changing love, High-er than the heights a -bove,
4. Lord, it is my chief complaint. That my love is weak and famt,
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Ev - er faith -ful, strong as death.
Oh, for grace to love Thee more.
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4. Let us not grow wea - ry in the work of love, "Send the
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2. His gospel to the lost proclaim, Good news for all in Je-sus'name;
3. Morning and even-ing sow the seed ; God's graec the ef-fort shall suc-ceed :
4. We meet to part, but part to meet When earthly la-bors are com-plete ;
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Let light up-on the darkness break,That sinners from their death may wake.
Seed times of tears have oft been found With sheaves of joy and plen-ty crowned.
To join in yet more blest employ, In an e - ter - nal world of joy.
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Beneath His Wing.
Edwin H. Nevin, D.D
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1. Be -neath His wing I sweet -ly rest, While balm -y peace reigns
2. A -midst all dan-gers, seen orknown,Hisguard-ian wing is
8. This heav'n-ly wing, so wide -ly spread, Is o - ver me where-
4. When wast -ing on the bed of death, I still can sing with
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dy - ing breath, For round me I can clear-ly see Christ's wing of love o 'er-
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No. 19.
Let the Saviour In,
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He will speak your sins forgiv'n, And when earth-ties all are riv'n,
Jesus Christ, the Father's Son:
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1. The love that Je - sus had for me. To suf - fer on the cm -el
2. The man - y sor-rows that He bore, And oh, that crown of thorns He
3. The peace I have in Him,my Lord, Who pleads be-fore the throne of
4. The joy that comes when He is near, The rest He gives, so free from
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Is more than tongue can tell.
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Is more than tongue can tell.
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No. 21. Jesus is Standing By.
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1. Of - ten our hearts are sad and sore, Friends we have loved we'll see no more ;
2. Partings on earth must of- ten come, Sev-ered by land or o-ceanfoam;
3. Sorrows may come and tears may flow, Winds of ad - vers - i - ty may blow ;
4. Hearts may be light tho' skies are gray, Friends we shall meet on some sweet cay,
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No. 22,
The Cross of Christ.
J. BoWHlNU.
J. H. ROSIX'RANS.
1. In the cross of Christ I glo - ry, Tow'ring c/er the wrecks of time;
2. When the woes of life o'er-take me, Hopes de-ceive, and fears an - noy,
3. When the sun of bliss is beam-ing Light and love up - on my way,
4. Bane and blessing,pain and pleasure. By the cross are sane - ti - fied :
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All the light of sa - cred sto - ry Gath-ers 'round its head sub- lime.
Nev - er shall the cross for-sake me ; Lo ! it glows with peace and joy.
From the cross the radiance streaming, Adds more lus-ter to the day.
Peace is there that knows no meas-ure, Joys that thro' all time a - bide.
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No. 23. I Know Whom I Have Believed,
El. Nathan.
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1. I know not why God's wondrous grace To me He hath made known,
2. I know not how this sav - ing faith To me He did im - part,
3. I know not how the Spir- it moves, Con- vincing men of sin,
4. I know not what of good or ill May be reserved for me,
5. I know not when my Lord may come, At night or noon-day fair,
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Nor how be-liev - ing in His word Wrought peace within my heart.
Re -veal -ing Je - sus through the word, Great - ing faith in Him.
Of wea - ry ways or gold - en days, Be - fore His face I see.
Nor if I'll walk the vale with Him, Or ''meet Him in the air."
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No. 24. It is the Lord, My Saviour.
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1. I know who came to die for me, My soul to seek, my hope to be;
2. I know who gives permission sweet To lay my bur-dens at his feet ;
3. I know who dwells within my heart. His peace and Spir-it to im-part ;
4. I know who holds salvation's cup, And as I drink my faith looks up ;
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I know who will not turn a-way When in my faith I kneel to pray.
I know who guides my steps aright, And keeps me ever in his sight.
I know who has a place for me In mansions by the crystal sea.
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No. 25.
Redeemed.
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1. Oh, glad "whosoever," the deed is done, My sins are pardoned thro'
2. I came to my Saviour,his word believed, When he the sin - ner at
3. Oh, glad "whosoever," the crim-son tide Is free and o - pen, is
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Christ the Son ; Of love so pre-cious I nev - er had dreamed ; Oh,
once received. And now his prais - es I joy - f ul - ly sing, And
deep and wide: Oh, come, my broth-er, and bathe in the stream, And
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Marcus M. Wells.
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Wad-ing deep the dis - mal flood. Plead - ing naught but Je - sus' blood.
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Beneath Thy Cross.
Words selected.
W. J. Bai.tzell.
1. Be - neath the cross I lay me
2. The rage of Sa - tan and of
3. Se - cure from harm beneath thy
4. Oh, un - mo - lest - ed hap - py
down, And mourn to see thy
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blood-y crown ; Love drops in blood from ev - 'ry vein ;
foes with - in, Shall ne'er my conquering soul re - move,
ne'er in - vade ; Nor Si - nai, with its thundering noise,
all suppressed ; Here I shall love and live se - cure,
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No. 28.
Crown Him.
Mrs. Ella Lauder.
D. B. Towner.
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Crown, O crown our lov - ing Sav - iour,
Crown him, crown a sufF'ring Sav
Crown the mighty ris - en Sav
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For it was this lov - ing Sav - iour
And be-hold the suff-'ring Sav - iour
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No. 29.
Living Water.
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1. I have heard a wondrous sto-ry, Of a f oun - tain flow-ing f ree ;
2. When my lips were parch'd and burning : Weary read - y to despair,
3. Heal -ing stream so free -ly flow -ing, Of thy wa - ter I will drink;
4. Wea - ry one. the Sav-ior calls thee ; Faint not in the des - ert way :
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They who drink its liv-ing wa - ter, Ney - er more athirst shall be.
Came I to this liv-ing fountain,Qoenclied my thirst and rested there.
Feed up - on the fruits e - ter - nal, Growing on thy fer- tile brink.
Here are sweet and liy-ing waters, Come,and drink, and live, to - day.
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No. 30. Fling out the Banner.
Ella Lauder.
D. B. Towner
1 . Fling out the banner all crimson dyed With blood that flowed from Jesus'
2. Put on the ar-mor of Christ the Lord, That ye may stand against the
3. Bearing the ban-ner of Him who died, We 'U march to meet the hosts of
4. When from the ramparts of heaven high, Our banner floats a -far and
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Tak-ing the helmet,theshield,and sword, And in His strength and spir-it go.
Christ is our lead-er both true and tiied,His wondrous name the day shall win.
We '11 sound the watchword thro'-out the sky, Our on - ly hope the Cru - ci - fiedo
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No. 31. The Reaping Time will Come.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
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re - cord - ed ^^ seer or proph- et dread ;
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he sow - eth The reap - er reaps at last ;
of ros - es He reaps a bed of thorns;
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The Reaping Time will Come.
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No. 32. Don't keep Jesus waiting.
Rev. G. W, Crofts.
C. ('. Tune, by per.
1. Don't keep Jesus waiting, Waiting ev-er - more, Hark! he knocketh softly
2. Don't keep Jesus waiting. Waiting at the door. Ho w^ he suffered for thee
3. Don't keep Jesus waiting, Friend he is and more. As thy Saviour loves thee,
4. Don'tkeep Jesus waiting, Till the day is o'er, Sad should Jesus leave thee.
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At thy bosom's door ; Haste that door to o - pen, 0-pen, I im - plore.
All thy sins he bore; Bid him freely en - ter. Bid him, I im - plore.
None e'er loved be-fore ; Do not turn him from thee. Do not, I im - plore.
Leave thee ev-er more ; Wide the door fling o - pen, 0-pen, I im - plore.
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No. 33. There is Sunshine in my Soul.
Rev. E. S. U.
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1. There is suu-sliiue in my soul, lial - le
2. There's a f east with-in my soul, hal - le
3. There's a whis-per in my soul, hal - le
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Saviour's voice that speak-eth all the way.
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In His Avord He has declared
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hal - le - lu - jah!"WhereI am, my faithful ones, ye shall be."
hal - le - lu - jah! "I am com - ing at the break of the day!"
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There is Sunshine in my Soul.
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wheels, hal-le - lu - jah ! For he's com-ing at the break of the day.
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Rev. J. H. Sammis. D. B. Towner.
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2. That he dwelleth in us, Ful - ly we be - lieve, But his grace for
3. Breathe, 0 breathe up - on us, Here, with one ac - cord, Wait-ing for the
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J. Fawcett.
The Precious Book.
J. H. ROSECRANS.
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2. It sweet - ly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears ;
3. This lamp thro' all the ted-ious night Of life, shall guide our way,
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Life, light and joy it still im-parts, And quells our ris - ing fears.
Till we be-hold the clear - er light Of an e- ter-nal day.
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The Ho-ly Bi - - ble, message of God's love.
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No. 36. Give Me Thy Heart
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
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To thee, who from the nar - row road, In sin-f ul ways so long have
Ah, well that gen -tie voice I know, For oft it called me long a -
'My son," oh word of might-y grace, That children of our mor-tal
How great that Fa-ther's love must be. How fond his yearnings af - ter
How pa - tient hath his spir - it been, To fol-low thee thro' all thy
Oh, God, my Fa-ther, I o - bey, I come, I come, to thee to
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trod. How kind - ly speaks th}'- Father, God, ' 'My son, give me thy heart. "
go, And now to thee it whispers low, "My son, give me thy heart."
race, With sons of God may take their place. ' 'My son, give me thy heart. "
thee. That he should say so ten ■ der - ly,"My son, give me thy heart."
sin. And plead thy way ward soul to win," My son, give me thy heart."
day, "Here Lord, I give m}'^ self a-way, I give to thee my heart."
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give le thy heart, I hear, and heed my Father's call. And give to him my heart.
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No. 37. The Feast and the Robes.
Mrs. Uarbiet E. Jones.
J). B. Towner.
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1. A feast is pre- par - ing, the King will pre-side, Tlic rich and the
2. The King in his Per - son will welcome each guest, There's room for the
3. O, will you not come to the bau-quet to - day, x\nd taste of the
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poor are in - vit - ed. And robes of bright beauty to each he'll pro-vide,
world at the ta - ble, Who-ev- er will come shall be per-fect - ly blest,
sweets of sal - va-tion ? The door may be shut if you Ion - ger de - lay.
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this be your last in - vi - ta - tion.
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I need Thee, Lord-
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1. When cherished joys have tak- en wing, And sor - row wounds me
2. When sin has robbed me of my peace, And brought me in - to
3. When strong tempta-tions come to me To tear my trembling
4. I need Thee, pre cious Lord, just now, As at the mer-cy-
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with its sting. Then to Thy cross I fond-ly cling, For
sore dis -tress. And left me reft of hap - pi - ness, O
soul from Thee, Then to Thy cross for help I flee, For
seat I bow And of - fer up my sol - emu vow. Just
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then I need Thee Lord,
then I need Thee Lord,
now I need Thee Lord.
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Not My Own.
El. Nathan.
James McGranahah.
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1. "Not my own, "but saved by Je - sus, "Who redeemed me by His blood,
2. "Not my own," to Christ my Sav - ior, I be-liev - ing.trust my soul;
3. "Not my own,"my time.my tal - ent.Free-ly all to Christ I bring,
4. "Not my own,"the Lord ac-cepts me, One among the ransomed throng,
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No. 40
Move Forward!
G. W. CROFTS.
D. B. TOWNER.
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l.Move forward I valiant men and strong, Ye who have prayed and labored long, The
2. Move forward leach and every one, The gold-en harvest is begun, Ye
3. Move forward ! reaping as you move ! Angels are watching from above ! A -
4. Move forward !day will die full soon,Howquij3kly eveningfollowsnoon,]S"ow
time has come for you to rise, For lo ! the sun rolls up the skies,
reap - ers,come from glen and glade And wield the sickle's glitt' ring blade,
round are wit-ness-es a host, A -rouse ye now and save the lost,
is the time to work and pray— Let glory crown the dy - ing day.
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Christ is the Fountain.
Newman Hall.
I). B. Towner.
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1. Fount - ain of cleansing now o-pened for sin, Here the pol-
2. Though I have labored a - gain and a - gain, All my self-
3. Cleanse thou the tho'ts of my heart, I im-plore. Help me thy
4. Linked with the loved ones in glo - ry I am, Washed are their
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cleansing is ut - ter - ly vain ; Je - sus, Re - deem - er, from
light to re - fleet more and more ; Dai - ly in lov - ing o-
robes in the blood of the lamb ; This is the on - ly as-
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sur-ance I know.
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Christ is the Fountain.
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Rev. Wm. McDonald.
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4. In thy prom - is -
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Je - sus sweet - ly speaks to me.
Soul and bod - y thine to be,
I am pros-trate in the dust,
I am ev - 'ry whit made whole
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I shall full sal - va - tion find.
''I will cleanse you from all sin."
Wholly thine for ev - er-more.
I with Christ am cru - ci - fied.
: Glo - ry, glo - ry to the Lamb.
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Mrs.
C. L. Shacklock
D. B. Towner.
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1. Sol-diers of Je - sns, His cross we bear, For truth and for right all
2. Proudly our banner we bear on high, The contest we seek is
3. Ev - er uphold-ing the cause we love, Our trust in the power of
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God a - bove, Look-ing to Je - sus, our Sav - iour,King,This
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stand for the Right.
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onward we 're pressing with sword and shield, To er-ror we never will yield.
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How can I but Love Him.
Rev. E A. Hoffman.
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1. What a pre - clous, pre - clous Friend is He ! How can I but
2. He lias ta - ken all my sins a - way, How can I but
3. He has rolled the bur - den from my soul. How can I but
4. He has filled my heart with per -feet peace, How can I but
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love Him? He has loved me from e - ter - ni - ty, My gracious Lord,
love Him? He has taught me how to trust and pray, My gracious Lord,
love Him? He has pu - ri - fied and made me whole, My gracious Lord,
love Him? He has thrilled my soul with heav'nly bliss, My gracious Lord.
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c How can I but love Him? Wonderfully love Him?
\ And forev-er love {Omit ) Him, My gracious Lord.
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No. 45. Pass the Gospel Torch Along,
J. E. Rankin,
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the Gos - pel torch a - long,
the torch from hand to hand,
to rich, go to the poor,
are dy - ing all a-round,
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highways and hedg - es ;
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Sing it in each stirr - ing song, On bright path-way ring - ing,
Till it glows in ev - 'ry hand, Light-ing ev - 'ry na - tion.
Christ is knock-ing at the door, Sealed with blood his pledg - es.
Tell them ran-som has been found. Teach the great sal - va - tion.
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Sing it in each stir - ring song, Preach it in its glo - ry.
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No. 46.
Thine Alone.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
R. T. Owen.
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1. By grace redeemed thro' thy blood, O Lord, I am thine, thine a-
2. I am dead to sin but a - live to thee, I am thine, thine a-
3. Thy name I love and thy serv - ice choose, I am thine, thine a-
4. What peace it brings to my heart to know, I am thine, thine a-
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thine, thine a - lone. Lord, thou hast bought me, I am not my own,
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No. 47. To Jesus my Saviour I'll Go.
T. T. Eaton, D. D.
CJeo. H. Simmons.
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1. Come to me, the Saviour call - eth Come, and from thy sins be free;
2. I have borne thy sins and sorrows, I have sufiered much for thee,
3. I've prepared a h^me in glo - ry, For all those vfho fol - low me,
4. All thro' life I'll guide thee safe-ly, In all tri - al strengthen thee,
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Look to me, what-e'er be -fall -eth, I am all in all to thee.
I was cru - ci - tied and tortured, That from sin thou might'st be free.
Who re-ceive the wondrous sto - ry. And believe that I am he.
And at last when life is end -ed, Thou shall reign in heav'n with me.
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No. 48.
A Mighty Fortress.
Luther. Tr. by Hedge.
Martin Luther.
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2. Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be los - ing,
3. And tho' this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to un-do us ;
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Our helper he, a - mid the flood Of raor - tal ills pre - vail - ing.
Were not the right up-on our side, The man of God's own choos - ing.
We will not fear, for (xod hath willed His truth to triumph through us.
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Dost ask who that may be ? Christ Jesus, it is he ; Lord Sabaoth is his
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Words arranged.
Andante.
D. B. TOWMBB.
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1. A lit- tie talk with Jesus, How it smoothes the rugged road, How it
2. I know the way is drea-ry To that bright and happy clime, But a
3. I'll tell Him I am weary, And I fain would be at rest. That I'm
4. rilwaita lit - tie longer. Till His own appointed time. And wili
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seems to help me omvard When I faint beneath my load ; When my
lit - tie talk with Je-sus Will refresh me a- ny time;And as
dai- ly,hour - ly long-ing For a home up - on His breast. Once He
glo- ry in the knowledge Of a prospect so sublime, Then when
heart is crushed with sorrow, And my eyes with tears are dim, There is
yet the more I know Him, And His mer- cy I ex-plore,On - ly
heart is crushed with sorrow. And my eyes with tears are dim, There is
yet the more I know Him, And His mer- cy I ex-plore,On - ly
gave His life a ransom, And would have me all His own, Can He
in my Father's dwelling, Where the many mansions be, I will
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name For the Son of God, who came,
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die, "It is finished, "was His cry,
King, All His ransomed home to bring,
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Now in heaven ex - alt - ed high ; Hal - le
Then a-new this song we'll sing : Hal - le
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The Victor's Song.
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2. Tho' like a wan-der-er, The sun gone down, Darkness be o - ver me,
3. There let the way appear Steps un-to heav'n ; All that thou sendest me,
4. Then with my waking tho'ts, Bright with thy praise, Out of my sto - ny griefs,
5. Or if, on joy-ful wing. Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon and stars for-got,
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No. 53.
Behold, what Love!
M. S. S.
James McGeakabak.
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1. Be - hold, what love,what boundless love, The Fa-ther hath bestowed
2. No lon-ger far from Him, but now By ''precious blood" made nigh
3. What we in glo - ry soon shall be, It doth not yet ap - pear;
4. With such a bless-ed hope in view. We would more ho-ly be,
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Ac - cept-ed in the "Well-be-loved," Near to God's heart we lie.
But when our precious Lord we see. We shall Ilis im - age bear.
More like our ris - en, glorious Lord, Whose face we soon shall s«e.
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Mrs. ELLA LAUDER.
He that Believeth.
D. B. TOWNER.
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1. List to the message plain and clear, He that believeth Deed not feac,
2. Hushl'tis the Spir-it speaks to you, Now as He pleads, what will you do?
3. Heed ye the call as for your life,Yield to the Lord,and end the strife;
4. Hark ! 'tis re- echoed from the skies, Deep un -to deep with voice replies,
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They who believe, O, joy 'tis true, Have ev - er - last - ing life.
All that isneed-ed is be -lief, For ev - er - last - ing life.
'He that for-ev - er will be wise, Hath ev - er -last - ing life.
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Copyright, 1891, by D. B. Towner.
No, 55. Building for Eternity.
N. B. S.
N. B. Sargent. Arr.
1. We are ])uildingin sorrow or joy, A temple the world may not
2. Every tho'ttliatwe've ev - er had, Its own lit- tie place has
3. Every word that so light -ly falls, Giving some heart joy or
4. Are you building for God a- lone, Are you building in faith and
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fiird,Ev'ry deed we have done good or bad, Is a stone in the temple we build,
pain. Will shine in our tem-ple walls. Or ev- er its beau-ty stain,
love, A temple the Father will own, In the ci-ty of light a- bove?
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No. 56. I long to be There,
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1. O home of rest! for thee I sigh : When will the moment come,
2. There ev - er - last - ing Spring a-bides, And nev - er with'ring flow 'rs ;
3. Sweet fields be-yond the s'welling flood Stand dressed in liv- ing green.
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Deathlike a nar-row sea divides This hap-py land from ours.
So to the.Iews fair Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled be-tween.
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No. 57. Hallowed Hour of Prayer,
E. A. Hoffmann.
J. H. Ten^iey.
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2. 'T is the prec-ious hour of pray 'r, And we hurab -ly en-treat : Fa -ther,
3. 'T is the sa-cred hourof pray 'r,Calmas heav-en a - bo ve; Soul to
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breathe the Spir - it now As Ave bow at Thy feet ; Touch our
soul is breathing here The com - niunion of love ; Ev - ery
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stow the ben - e - diction Of Thy peace from a-bove.
place is like toHeaven Where such true joys abound!
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1. Down at the fount, with its crimson flow, Where all poor sinners for cleansing go,
2. Wondrous the grace that redeems from sin ! Wondrous the pow-er that keeps me clean,
3. I am redeemed, and my soul is free ! Je- sus atoned on the cross for me !
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There Je - sus made me as white as snow. There I was saved from sin.
Wondrous the Christ that a-bides with-in, Sav-ing my soul from sin.
Peace he has brought me, and lib - er - ty ! I am redeemed from sin.
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No. 59.
Trust and Obey.
Rev. J. H. SAMMIS.
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1. When we walk with the Lord In the light of His word, What a glo-ry He
2. Not a shad-ow can rise, Not a cloud in the skies. But His smile quickly
3. Not a bur -den we bear, Not a sor-row we share, But our toil He doth
4. But we nev - er can prove Tlie delights of His love, Un-til all on the
5. Then in fel - low-ship sweet We will sit at His feet, Orwe'll walkby His
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sheds on our waj'! While we do His good will. He a - bides with us
drives it a -way; Not a doubt nor a fear. Not a sigh nor a
rich-ly re- pay; Not a grief nor a loss. Not a frown nor a
al - tar we lay. For the fa- vor He shows, And the joy He be-
side in the way; What He says we will do, Where He sends we will
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still. And with all who will trust and o - bey. Trust and o- bey, for there's
tear, Can a - bide while we trust and o - bey.
cross, But is blest if we trust and o - bey.
stows, Are for them who will trust and o - bey.
go, Never fear, on- ly trust and o -bey.
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No. 60. What more could He do?
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
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2. For sill, oh,how dear-ly He
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What more, oh, what more could He do?
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My broth-er , what more could He do ?
Say, broth-er, what more could He do ?
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No. 61.
I shall be Satisfied.
£l. IS'athan.
James McGeakabav.
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1. Soul of mine, in earthly tem-ple, Why not here con-tent a-bide?
2. Soul of mine,my heart is cling-ing To the earth's fair pomp and pride ;
3. Soul of mine,must I sur - ren-der, See my-self as cru-ci-fied;
4. Soul of mine, con-tin-ue plead-ing; Sin re-buke, and fol - ly chide ;
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Why art thou for - ev - er pleading? Why art thou not sat - is - fied?
Ah, why dost thou thus re-prove me? Why art thou not sat - is - fied?
Turn from all of earth's am-bi-tion,Thatthoumay'stbe sat - is - fied?
I ac-cept the cross of Je - sus,That thoumay'stbe sat- is - fied?
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No, 62. Quit You Like Men.
F. G. Burroughs. H. L. Gilmoub.
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1. Quit you like men, be strong,
2. Quit you like men, be strong,
3. Quit you like men, be strong,
4. Quit you like men, be strong,
Lean on Thy Lord's right hand !
Hold up faith's might-y shield !
For bold is Sa - tan's host :
In God's whole armour clad,
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Thine are the weapons of His grace, To these His foes shall yield.
Cour-age, ye soldiers of the Lord, That may His triumphs boast!
War a good warfare to the end ; Spread ye the tid-ings glad.
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No 63. Scatter Bright Smiles.
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Scat - ter bright smiles all
Scat - ter bright smiles all
Scat - ter bright smiles all
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weak and op-pressed, Oh, smile on the poor and the need - y, And
where they may fall. Then ev - er be read - y and will - ing To
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makes them bloom sweetly a - gain.
cheer up the young and the old. Then scatter bright smiles, they will
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No. 64.
Jesus bids you come.
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2. Burdened with guilt wouldst thou
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No. 66.
Calling for Thee.
Mrs. Harriet Jones.
D. B. TOWKBB.
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ThatHe might win thee He shed His own blood, Come to this fountain, oh,
Wan-der no lon-ger in darkness, we pray, Come to the Saviour, oh,
Come from the darkness of sin into light, Come to the Shepherd who
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lead-eth a- right. Come to the foun-tain now
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No. 66.
Lead Me, Saviour.
F. M. D,
Frank M. Davis.
1. Saviour, lead me lest I stray, Gen-tly lead me all the way ;
2, Thou the refuge of my soul Whenlife'sstormy billows roll,
2. Saviour, lead me then at last, When the storm of life is past,
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I am safe when thou art nigh,
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Where all tears are wiped a-way.
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No. 67.
Go, work to-day.
Rev. G. W. Crofts.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Go, work to-day ! the Lord commands !Go, work to-day ! there's much to do!
2. Go, work to-day ! break up the ground, And scatter far the gos-pel grain,
3. Go, work to-day ! some sonl to save, From ev-er-last- ing death and woe,
4. Go, work to-day ! to-morrow's sun May shine upon your lifeless day,
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Go, make a harvest wave around, Aud flow'rs adorn the desert plain.
Out thro' the dark devour! ng wave, Where Christ doth pide the life-boat,go !
To-day the crown of life is won, Go, workto-day, go. work to-day.
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Go, work to-dav, go, work to-day, The Master's voice now calls to vou,
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Re-deem the time it glides away. Work with e-ter - ni - ty in view.
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No. 68. Hark ! the Trump of God.
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1. Hark ! the trump of God is sounding ! Cor - o - na-tion day is come !
2. Summoned to a home of glo - ry,And a robe of pur - est white,
3. To the front, my faithful comrades ! Christ is wait-ing for you there;
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Take your place among the ransomed, In the land of peerless light.
To the front for cor - o - na-tion, Your in- her - it-ance to share.
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No. 69. Look Unto Him and be True,
Rev. J. H. Sammis,
D. B. Towner.
1. My boy the wide world is be-fore you, Its du-ties, its pleasures, its
2. When sin-ners en - tice you consent not, Have courage to stand for the
3. Tlio' bit-ter the tri - als that wait you, The struggles unknown and un-
strife. And soft siren voices, to lure you A - far from the pathway of
right, Thevic-to-ry'syoursif you faint not, Re-sist and the foe will take
tried. Be firm as a rock, never fal - ter Tho' thousands may fall at your
life, Beware of the snares that surround j^ou, The wrong you'll be tempted to
flight,Butsin likea ser-pent will bind you, In coils you can nev-er un-
side, There's one who is strong to de - li v - er, Tho' foes should be man - y or
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do, Yet He that is mighty can save you, Then look unto Him and be true,
few, The arm of the Lord is Sal-vation , Then look unto Him and be true.
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Take me as I Am,
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1. Je-sus, my Lord, to Thee I cry, Un-less Thou help me I must die ;
2. Helpless I am, and full of guilt, But yet for me Thy blood was spilt,
3. If Thou hast "vork for me to do, In spire my will, my heart re - new,
4. And when at last the work is done, The bat-tie o'er, the vie - t'ry won,
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And work both in and by me, too, But take me as
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Philip Doddridge.
Isaac Smith.
1. Grace! 'tis a charm-lug sound, Har - monious
2. Grace first contrived the way To save re
3. Grace led my wand 'ring feet To tread the
4. Grace all the work shall crown Thro' ev - er
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all the steps that grace dis - play Which drew the wond 'rous plan .
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lays in heav 'n the top - most stone And well deserved the praise.
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The Wayside Cross.
C, L. St. John.
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2."Which way shall I take for the bright golden span, That bridg-es the
3."See the lights from the palace in sil - \ er - y lines. How they pencil the
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one tangled gleam That sifts thro' the lil - ies and wastes on the stream."
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Mrs. L. H. SiGorRNEY.
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1. La-borers of Christ, a - rise, And gird you for the toil, The
2. Go where the sick re-cline. Where mourning hearts deplore. And
3. By faith, vvliich looks a- bove, With pray 'r your constant guest, And
4. So shall you share the wealth That earth may ne'er de - spoil. And
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where the sons of sor - row pine, Dis-pense your hal-lowed love,
wrap the Sav-iour's changeless love A man - tie round your breast,
the blest gos- pel's sav - ing health, Ke-pay your ar-duous toil.
No. 75.
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Paul and Silas.
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1. Night had fal-len on the ci - ty, And the streets at last were still,
2. Man- y stripes to them were given Man-y curs-es on them cast;
3. Hark the sighing of the prisoners, Hear their moanings loud and long ;
4. Oh,there's not a cell so lone-ly. But a song may ech - o there;
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Where the nois-y throng the day-long,Did the air with shoutings fill.
Man - y bolts and bars surround them,In the stocks tlieirfeet were fast.
Xo, a - gain, and loud- er, clearer, 'Tis the voice of prayer and song.
Oh, there's not a night so clieerless,But there's po-ten-cy in prayer.
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And the wea - ry way-worn trav'lers Preaching Jesus thro' the land,
While the trust - y Eo-man jail-or, All se-cure -ly slumb'ring on.
See, the pri - son walls are shaking. And the door wide o - pen stands;
Sing, oh, sing,thou weary pilgrim, Song willbringtheeheav'nly peace,
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Lit - tie dream' d the mighty wonder Of the morrow's ear - ly dawn.
Lo, the earth, the earth is quak-ing,Loos'd are every prisoner's bands.
Pray, oh, pray,thou burden'd prisoner, God will give thee sweet release.
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No. 76.
Able to Save.
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2. Ful - ly the sin that I brought Him, He in His kincl-ness for - gave,
3. If we repent there's re-mis-sion, This is the promise He gave,
4. Come toHimnow,andre-ceiv-ing Free-ly the blessing you crave,
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All who for mer-cy have sought Him, Je-sus is a-ble
Hearts that are mov'd with contrition, Je-sus is a-ble
Trust and confess Him, believ-ing Je-sus is a-ble
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No. 77. Christ Receiveth Sinful Men.
An:, foom Neumastee, 1671.
JAMEg MCGEAKAHAH.
1. Sin-ners Je - sus will re-ceive : Sound this word of grace to all
2. Come : and He will give you rest ; Trust Him : for His word is plain ;
3. Now my heart condemns me not, Pure be - fore the law I stand;
4. Christ re- ceiv-eth sin - f ul men, E - ven me with all my sin;
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Who the heav'nly pathway leave, All who lin - ger,
He will take the sin - ful- est, Christ re-ceiv - eth
He who cleansed me from all spot. Sat - is- fied its
Pureed from ev -'ry spot and stain, Heav'n with Him I
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No. 78.
Christ My Refuge.
Mrs. H. E. Jones.
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1. When drear-y shad-ows vail ray skies, And sor-row's waves a-
2. When doubts creep in and hope is small, And soul - tor-ment-ing
3. When mountains high my sins ap-pear, And ray poor soul is
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No. 79. Some Day, some Time,
Ella Lauder.
Andante.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Some clay, some time, the boat-man gray, O 'er death's dark
2. Some day, some time, our eyes shall see The King in
3. Some day, some time, our hearts shall know Sweet peace and
4. Some day, some time, through streets of gold Our feet shall
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riv - er far a - way. Shall guide us in - to end-less day,
won-drous maj - es - ty. And from earth's bond-age we '11 be free,
rest from earthly woe, And we shall leave these scenes be - low,
walk, 'mid joys un- told, And boundless love shall then en - fold,
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Some day, some golden day. Some day, some time, we soft- ly say
Some day, some golden day.
Some day, some golden day.
Some day, some golden day.
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Abide with Me,
H. F. Lyte.
Wm. H. Monk.
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1. A -bide with me ' Fast falls the e- veu-tide, The darkness
2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's lit - tie day ; Earth's joys grow
3. I need Thy pres-ence ev - 'ry pass-ing hour, What but Thy
4. Hold Thou Thy cross be - fore my clos-ing eyes! Shine thro' the
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deep- ens — Lord, with me a - bide! When oth-er help - ers
dim, its glo-ries pass a - Avay ; Change and de - cay in
^race can foil the tempter's pow'r? Who, like Thy - self , my
loom, and point me to the skies ;Heav'n's morning breaks and
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fail,and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, a - bide with me!
all a-round I see; 0 Thou, who changest not, a- bide with mc !
guide and stay can be? Thro' cloud and sunshine, oh, a - bide with me !
earth's vain shadows flee ! In life, in death, O Lord, a- bide with me!
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No. 81. Standing by the Cross.
Allen-Shirley,
Ref. by A. J. S.
A. J. Showalter.
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1. Sweet the moments, rich in bless-ing, Which be-fore the cross 1 spend,
2. Here I'll rest for - cv - er view-ing, Mer - cy poured in streams of blood;
3. Tru - ly bless-ed is this station, Low be - fore his cross to lie,
4. Here I feel my sins for-giv - en. While up - on the Lamb I gaze,
5. Still in ceaseless con-tem - pla-tion, Fix my heart and eyes on thee.
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Life and health and peace possess-ing. From the sin-ner's dy-ing Friend.
Pre-cious drops my soul be - dew-ing. Plead and claim my peace with God.
While I see di - vine corapas-sion. Beaming in his gra-cious eye.
And mytho'ts are all of heav-en. And my lips o'ertlow with praise.
Till I taste thy full sal - va-tion, And, unvailed, thy glo-ries see.
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Looking up to Christ, trusting in his love, Hoping in his mercy full and free.
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No. 82. The Lord is My Shepherd.
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D. B. Towner.
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1. The Lord is my shepherd, then why should I fear, His past-ures are
2. The Lord is my shepherd, whenev - er I stray, He fol-lows and
3. The Lord is my shepherd, his love shall not fail When I must be
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pass - ing the shad-ow-y vale, "The rod" and the "staff " of my
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stor-eth my soul, And tiolds,"for his name's sake," in loving con -trol.
Saviour shall be, A won-der - f ul corn-fort and blessing to me.
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No. 83.
Who'll be the Next.
Ella Lauder.
D. B. Towner.
1. Who'll be the next to
2. Who'll be the next to
3. Who'll be the next to
4. Who'll be the next to
fol - low Je-sus?Tread-ing the bright and
bow be - fore Him, Who '11 be the next His
reach the king-dom? Leav-ing behind, the
heed the sum-mons "Comeiin-to me, Oh,
5. If you would reign with Christ for-ev - er. You must o - bey His
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from earth to realms of glo • ry,
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Reign-ing a - bove, our Lord and King.
Bear - ing the cross the crown to win.
You may not see to-mor-row's sun.
En - ter the ranks, there 's room for all.
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Who '11 be the next. Who '11 be the next the voke to wear? Who '11 be the
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Isaac Watts.
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1. When I sur - vey the won - drous cross On which the
2. For - bid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the
3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sor - row and
4. Were the whole realm of na - ture mine, That were a
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pres - ent far too small; Love so a - maz - ing.
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charm me most, I sac - ri - fice them to his blood.
sor - row meet, Or thorns com - pose so rich a crown?
so di - vine, De - raands m^' soul, my life, my all.
No. 85. Church of God, Awake !
Mrs. Emily J. Bugbee.
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1. Church of God, whose conqu'ring banners Float a-long the ~glo-rious years,
2. In yourcost-ly tem-ples praying, "Let thy kingdom come, we pray,"
3. Grace and glo-ry he hath sent you, Cast your line in plac - es fair;
4. Shake the earth and rend the heav-en, Wake thy sleeping children. Lord,
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Gath'ring bar-vest rich and gold - en. Sowed in pov - er - ty and tears.
If with these we turn a - way.
O'er his green earth every-where.
Has been rendered at thy word.
Are but words of i - die mean-ing
Scat - ter blessings now^ he bids you.
Till the meas-ure full and e - ven
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Boundless weatlh to you is giv - en From his hand who owns it
Till the millions in the twi-light Of the far off 0-rient
Then from out her chrism of sor - row Shall the earth redeemed a -
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And his eye be-holds in heav - en What ye ren-der back for all.
In the gracious morning splendor, Of the gos- pel light shall stand.
And the fair mil - len-nial mor-row Dawn with o - pal tint-ed skies.
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Church of God, . . awake, a-rise ! Christ, your HeacT . . and Master,
Church of God, a - wake, a-rise ! Christ, your Head and
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Evening Prayer.
Geo. C. Stebbins.
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No. 87 Father, I would Humble be.
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Free me from the pow'r of sin And its aw - ful guilt.
That thy child may al - ways live Near thy pierc - ed side.
And re - joice that in thy love Thou didst thus use me.
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For the glo - ry of thy name Would I al - ways live,
Work in me the full ex - tent Of thy ho - ly will ;
That my life may fruit - f ui be. By thy pow'r di - vine ;
And when I, oh, rapturous tho't, Gaze up - on thy face,
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Tell -ing of the pre-cious life, Thou didst free - ly give.
Help me as the teach-ing comes, Ev - er to be still.
That up - on my crown of joy, Ma - ny stars may shine.
I will praise thee that I'm saved By re - deem -ing grace.
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No. 88,
Good-Night.
Ella Lauder.
D. B. Towner.
1. Lov-ing word that's nightly whispered, O'er each ti - ny trundle-bed,
2. When the toils of day are ov - er,Friend to friend hids soft good-night,
3. Gent-ly whispered by the dy - ing, At the fad-ingof the day,
4. Some good-night will be the last one, When our days of earth are o'er,
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While a moth-er's ben-e - die -tion,Ealls up-on the sleeper's head.
Pray-ing that the coming morrow, Be with heaven's blessing bright.
En-t'ringin up-on the shin-ing Of the heav'nly light for aye.
Wlien we reach the shining por-tal, And earth's twilights are no more.
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No. 89. The Wages of Sin is Death.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Townee.
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1. O soul on worldly pleasures bent,
2. Thine is a broad, frequented path,
3. Why will ye spend your strength for bread,
4. Lo! here is meat and drink in-deed.
On earth - ly good and
But they that walk there -
That can - not sat - is -
In rich and full sup -
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ply, Life, par - don. Son-ship, all you need. And
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And guilt thy steps persue.
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And by the drops that Jesus bled
Thy soul shall surely live.
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D. B. TOWNER.
1. A mother dear is weeping, Somewhere to-night, Somewhere to-night,
2. A mother's lowly bending, Somewhere to-night, Somewhere to-night,
3. A mother's heart is breaking. Somewhere to-night, Somewhere to-night,
4. A mother still is pleading, Somewhere to-night, Somewhere to-night,
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Bow-ing and pleading with God in prayer, Bringing to Je - sus her
Breaking with sor-row with shame and grief. When shall she find for her
Pleading, still pleading, for one a - stray, Making the prom-ise of
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PHILIP DODDRIDGE.
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( Well may this glowing heai^t rejoice, And tell its raptuj-es all a - broad.
2 ( O hap-py bond, that seals my vows To Him that merits all my love !
* ( Let cheerful anthems fill His house, WWle to that sacred shrine I move,
o ( ' Tis done ! the great transaction' s done ! I am my Lord' s, and He is mine :
• ( He drew me, and I followed on. Charmed to confess the voice divine.
A ( Now rest,my long-divided heart;Fix'd on this blissful cen-tre,rest;
• \ Nor ev-er from thy Lord depart; With Him, of ev'ry good possess'd
K ( High Heaven that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew' d shall daily hear,
* \ Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.
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1. Soon will come the set -ting sun, Wlien our work will all be done,
2. Deep the shad- ows in the vale, Fierce the howl- ing of the gale,
3. Flood the heart with parting tears, Frost the head with pass-ing years,
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Let the davs of earth be till'd with care ; But the Lord at length will come,
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Enough For Me.
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1. O love, sur-pass - ing knowledge ! O grace, so full and free !
2. O won - der - f ul sal - va - tiou ! From sin he makes me free !
3. O blood of Christ, so pre - cious, Pour'd out on Cal - va - ry !
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Rev. G. W. Cbofts.
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2. The lit - tie meet - ing house that stood With vine-clad tow - er near,
3. 'Twas there the gos -pel first I heard In all its pur - i- ty,
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The murm'ring stream and tan- gled wood Un - to my heart how dear.
Andlearn'dto love God's ho- ly word That sets the pris -'ner free.
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And there I saw that all was dross Ex - cept the liv - ing bread.
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The Old Time Religion.
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Nor hide all danger from his flock
To pacify their fears,
But Sinai thundered forth the law
The law by Moses given,
And wrath the trembling sinner saw
Revealed from God in heaven.
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In accents sweet and low.
The healing balm for every wound.
The solace for each woe, [ sin,"
The blood that " cleanseth from all
Tho' crimson be the stain,
The Christ who died my soul to win,
The Lamb for sinners slain.
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And now I think as oft I gaze
On altars rich and rare,
And wander thro' the dreamy maze
Of choral song and prayer,
How Christ came nearer to my heart
In those blest days of old,
When worship was devoid of art,
And truth was plainly told.
Tho' times may change and raetheds,
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The Word of God will still hold true,
' Mid every circumstance.
The wants of men are still the same,
Their trials and their fears.
The only light is that which came
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No. 95.
Shepherd.
I'll Bear the Cross.
J. H. ROSECRANS.
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1. Must Je -BUS bear the cross a- lone, And ail the world go free?
2. The con - se-cra - ted cross I'll bear, Till death shall set me free,
3. Up - on the crys - tal pave- ment, down At Je - sus' pierc-ed feet,
4. O pre-cions cross! O glori - ous crown ! O res - ur- rec- tion day !
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And then go home, my crown to wear, For there's a crown for me.
Joy - ful I'll cast my gold - en crown, And his dear name re -peat.
Ye an - gels, from the stars come down, And bear my soul a - way.
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No. 96.
Walk in the Light.
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'Tis Christ Jg - sus must suppl}' , In the light, in the light, Sol - id cora-fort
Aft - er death our joys will be, In the light, in the light, Lasting as e -
Be the liv - ing God my Friend, In the light, in the light, Then my bliss shall
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No. 97. Jesus is Calling You Now.
J. M. W.
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1. Why do you wait a con - venientday? Jesus is calling you now;
2. Days have gone by, and the months and the years, Jesus is calling you now ;
3. Darkness is deep' ning, and oh, 'tis so late ! Jesus is call-ing you now ;
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Why do you turn from His pleadings away?Je-sus is calling you now.
Joys have depart-ed and sorrow appears, Je-sus is calling you nowv
What if the Spir-it left you to your fate? Je-sus is calling you now.
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He stands at the door of your heart just now.The dews of the morning are on His brow;
The promise you made Him was never kept, When down by the grave-side you mourn'd and wept.
Es-cape for your life, tar - ry not, O soul,Es - cape for your life.you may miss the goal. .
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He is there waiting and calling you now,0 will you not come to Him now?
Turn to Him now and His free grace accept ;0 will you not come to Him now?
Look not behind you, nor linger O soul !0 will you not come to Him now?
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Glory to His Name.
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I am so won- drous -ly sav'd from sin, Je ♦ sus so sweet-ly a
Oh, precious fountain, that saves from sin, I am so glad I have
Come to this fountain, so rich and sweet ; Cast thy poor soul at the
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Cling to the Bible, my Boy
D. B. Towner.
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1. As your jour-ney thro' life to the grave you pur - sue, There is
2. You may meet with mis-for-tunes and sor - rows and tears, You may
3. Put your faith in our Fa-therand you will be sir07i^, Keep your
4. Ev - 'ry time that you read it, you'll learn something new, Of
5. 'T is the an - chor of hope, and the lamp that gives light, 'Tis the
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bat - tie with sin and with Sa - tan for years. Be a
eye on the cross and you'll nev-er go wrong. Sing the
Je - sus who died on the cross to save ymi, To the
star that will shine thro' your life's darkest night. If you
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on! do not have an - y fears, But cling to the Bi - ble, my boy.
praise as you jour-ney a - long, — And cling to the Bi - ble, my boy.
self, and to heav - en be true,, And cling to the Bi - ble, my boy.
guidance you'll al- ways be right ^ Oh! cling to the Bi - ble, my boy.
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(PILOT.)
Rev. Edward Hopper, D. D., 1871, alt.
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2. As a moth - er stills her child, Thou canst hush the o - cean wild ;
3. When at last I near the shore. And the fear - ful breakers roar
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Boist'rous waves o - bey thy will When thou sayst to them, *'Be still ! "
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Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, Je-sus, Sav- iour, pi - lot me.
May I hear thee say to me, "Fear not, I will pi - lot thee!'
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A. P. Cobb.
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2. See the gentle Shepherd leading ! Where the Shepherd leads I'll go ;
3. Tho' my feet be worn and wea-ry, Where the Shepherd leads I'll go ;
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Hark, his voice in mercy pleading! Where the Shepherd leads I'll go.
Tho' the mountain-side be drear-y, Where the Shepherd leads I'll go.
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1. Chil- dren of the heavenly King, As we jour -ney let us
2. Fear not, brethren, joy - ful stand On the bor- ders of our
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land, Jesus Christ,our Father's Son, Bids us un-dismayed go on.
low, On-ly Thou our lead- er be, And we still will follow Thee.
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No. 103. Jesus will let you in,
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2. Look at thewea - ry way; Look where thy feet have trod;
3. Dark-er thy path -Avay grows ; Soon will the night come down ;
4. Fly from the fields of sin; Fly for thy life to - day;
5. Here will thy soul find rest, Safe from each an - gry blast;
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Find - ing no rest nor peace, — Wand'ring a - way from God.
Fierce - ly the lightnings flash ; Dark - er the tem - pests frown.
Fly to our Fa-ther's house ; En- ter thenar - row way.
Here find a per - feet peace, — Joys that for- ev - er last.
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Jesus shall Reign.
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bursts his chains, The wea - ry find e - ter - nal rest, And
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ev - 'ry morn-ing sac - ri - fice, Peo - pie and realms of ev - 'ry tongue
all the sons of want are blest. Let ev - 'ry creature rise and bring
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Charles Wesley.
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1. O, for a thousand tongues to sing, My dear Ke-deem-er's praise,
2. My gra-cious Mas-ter and my God, As - sist me to pro-claim,
3. Je - sus, the name that calms my fears, That bids my sor-row cease;
4. He breaks the pow'r of reign-ing sin, He sets the pris-oner free ;
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No. 107. Onward, Christian Soldiers,
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1. Onward, Christian soldiers jMarching as to war; With the cross of Jesus
2. Like a mighty army,Moves the Church of God;Brothers,we are treading
3. Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus
4. Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng ;Blend with ours your voices
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Go - ing on be-fore. Christ, the royal Mas-ter, Leads against the foe;
Where the saints have trod ;We are not di- vid - ed, All one bod-y we.
Constant will remain ; Gates of hell can never ' Gainst that Church prevail ;
In the triumph-song; Glory, laud, and hon - or. Unto Christ the King;
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Forward in - to bat - tie,
One in hope and doc - trine,
We have Christ's own promise.
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See, His ban-ners go. Onward, Christian
One in char- i - jjy.
And that can-not fail.
Men and an- gels sing.
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Brother, Come,
F. S. Shepard.
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Come, he saves who - ev - er will, Saves them will - ing - ly.
Come, do not re - ject his love. Turn not scorn -ful - ly.
Yield your-self to him just now, Un - re - sist - ing - ly.
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No. 109. Is thy Cruse of Comfort failing.
Mrs.
E. R. Charles, arr. by J.
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D. B. Towner.
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1. Is thy cruse of com-fort fail - ing, Rise, and from thy wasting store,
2. For the heart grows rich in giv - ing, All its wealth is liv - ing grain,
3. Chilled and weary wouldst thou slumber? Sink not in the drifts, but go,
4. Is thy heart a well left emp-ty? None but God its void can All,
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Go re-fresh thy fainting brbth-er And in shar-ing,gath-er more.
Seeds, which mil - dew in the gar - ner, Scattered, fill with gold the plain.
Rouse and chafe thy fro - zen f el -low Till the crim - son currents flow.
Noth-ing but a ceaseless fountain Can its cease-less longings still.
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Fear not, He who gave thff handful, Will from day to day re-new.
Is thy bur - den hard and heav-y? Do thy steps drag wea-ri - ly?
lywound-ed of the arch-ers O'er thy bruis-ed comrade's wonnd,
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Help to lift thy brother's
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Break thy flask ofprec-ious
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W. E. Witter.
H. R.
Palmer.
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No. 111. Who at my Door is standing.
Mrs. H. B. C. Slade. Dr. A. B. Everett.
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1. Who at my door is stand-ing, Pa - tient-ly drawing
2. Lone - ly with- out He 's stay - ing, Lone-ly with-in am
3. All thro' the dark hours drear-y, Knocking a -gain is
4. Door of my heart I hast - en ! Thee will I o - pen
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En-trance with-in de - mand-ing? Whose is the voice I hear?
While I am still de - lay - ing, Will He not pass me by?
Je - sus, art Thou not wea - ry Wait -ing so long for me?
Though He re- buke and chast - en, He shall with me a - bide.
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No. 112.
The Lord hath Risen.
Mrs. Kate Sumner Burr.^
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2. The Lord hath ris'n, sing hal
3. The Lord hath ris'n, sing hal
4. The Lord hath ris'n, sing hal
le - lu- jah ! Hath ris'n to die no more ;
le-lu-jah! Our Cap- tain from the skies;
le-lu-jah! A shin-ing path we tread,
le-lu-jah! To Christ the Conqueror sing!
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Our King hath won the hard-fought bat-tie. And o-pened death's dark door.
His loy - al hosts still beck-on up- ward, And we with Him shall rise.
In triumph thro' death's dark do-min-ion's. With Christ our liv-ing Head.
He lives, all power to Him is giv - en, — All glo - ry to our King!
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No. 113. I could not do without Thee,
Frances R. Havergal.
Andante. ,
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SiGISMUND ThALBERG.
1. I could not do with -out Thee, O Sav-ionr of the lost, Whose
2. I could not do with- out Thee, I can-not stand a -lone; I
3. I could not do with -out Thee, For years are fleet-ing fast, And
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have no strength or good-ness, No wis - dom of my own ; But
soon in sol-emn si lence The riv - er must be passed; But
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Catherine Hanks.
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1. I love to tell the sto - ry Of unseen things above, Of Je-sus
2. I love to tell the sto - ry ; 'Tis pleasant to repeat, What seems, eaeh
3. 1 love to tell the sto - ry; For those who know it best Seem hunger
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2. There's a band of old sol - diers That to Je - sus be - long,
3. Oh, the old - fash - ioned sto - ry And the old-fashioned song
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When from this earthly prison free,
That heav'nly mansion mine shall be.
3 Let others seek a home below.
Which flames devour, or waves o'ei'flow ;
Be mine a happier lot to own
A heavenly mansion near the throne.
No. 117.
I am Redeemed.
E. A. H.
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No. 118. Will You be There?
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D. B. Towner.
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eye, No hoar - y head, no
here, All those who serve the
For He who is the
grief and tears, There is a re - gion fair;
en-te*- in To mar its beau - ty rare;
wea-ry sigh, No pain, no grief, no care.
Lord with fear, So that His love they share;
truth, the way,Your sins did ful - ly bear.
It knows no change and
Up - on that bright e -
But joys which mortals
Who, gaz - ing on the
O hear His voice sound
no de-cay, No night, but one un- end -ing day: Oh say, will you be there?
ternal shore, Earth's bitter curse is known no more:Oh say, will you be there?
may not know, Like rivers ev - er onward flow: Oh say, will you be there?
cru - ci - fied,By faith can say, "For me He died:" These.these shall a^^ be there.
sweet-ly ''^Come,! am the way, I'll lead you home; With me you shall be there.
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will you, will you be there?
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No. 119. Draw Me Closer to Thee,
Mrs. E. W. Chapman.
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1. Clos - er to Thee, my Fa-ther, draw me, I long for Thine em-
2. Clos - er to Thee, my Saviour, draw me, Nor let me leave Thee
3. Clos - er by Thy sweet Spir - it draw me, Till I am whol - ly
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No. 120. Anywhere with Jesus.
Jessie H. Brown
B. TOWKBB.
1. Anywhere with Je-sus I
2. Anywhere with Je-sus I
3. Anywhere with Je-sus I
can safe- ly
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leads me in this world be - low. An - ywhere without Him, dearest
fail me, He is still my own. Tho'His hand may lead me o - ver
shadows round a- bout me creep. Knowing I shall wak-en nev - er
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An - ywhere with Je- sus is a house of praise.
An - ywhere with Je- sus will be home, sweet home
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W. M'K. Darwood.
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2.'Midreiid-ing rocks anddark'niug skies,
3. O Je - siis, Lord, how can it be,
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Copyright, 1886, by Jno. R. Sweney.
No. 122. Dear Saviour, Come in!
Mrs. C. L. SHACKLOCK.
D. B. TOWNER.
1. I'm athirst for the fountain of mercy, My soul is o'er - burden'd with sin,
2. I have wander'd so long in the darkness,So far from the path of the blest,
3. Let the light of Thy presence forever, II - lumine the depths of my heart;
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And the tears of repentance are fall-ing,Come in,blessed Saviour.come in.
I am wea-ry and faint and I'm sighing For pi - ty, for pardon,and rest.
Thou art waiting e'en now on the threshold,Oh, en - ter,no more to de - part.
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Copyright, 1887, by D. B. Townkh,
No. 123. Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty I
Reginald Hebee, D. D.
Rev. John B. Dykes.
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1. Ho - ly, Ho -ly, Ho - ly!
2. Ho - ly, Ho -ly, Ho - ly!
3. Ho - ly. Ho -ly. Ho - ly!
4. Ho - ly. Ho -ly. Ho - ly!
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God in three Per - sons, bless-ed Trin - i - tyl
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Blessed Assurance.
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Sav-iour am hap-py and blest,Watchingand wait -ing, look -ing a-
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bove, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. This is my sto- ry.
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Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
1. There are friends beloved, in glo -ry who have walk'd with me be -low,
2. We have laughed and Avept to-geth-er on this ev - er-changing shore,
3. One by one they left me weeping, gaz - ing iip-ward thro' my tears,
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When the pear - ly gates were o - pened in the sky ; And though
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Loved Ones in G-lory.
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1. Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life : Such a Way as gives us breath
2. Come, my Light, my Feast, my Strength: Such a Light as shows a feast;
8. Come, my Joy, my Love, my Heart : Such a Joy as none can move ;
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Such a Truth as ends all strife ; Such a Life as kill-eth death.
Such a Feast as mends in length ; Such a Strength as makes his guest.
Such a Love as none can part ; Such a Heart as joys in love.
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Grace is Free,
E. A. H.
Rev. E. a. Hoffman.
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Samuel Medley. Western Melody.
1. A-wake, my soul, to joy-ful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
2. He saw me ru-ined in the fall. Yet loved me not- withstanding all ;
3. Tho' num'rou's hosts of mighty foes, Tho' earth and hell my way oppose,
4. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud,
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He saved me from my lost es - tate. His lov-ing-kindness, oh,
He safe-ly leads my soul a -long. His lov-ing-kindness, oh,
He near my soul has always stood, His lov-ing-kindness, oh,
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how strong !
how good !
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Lov-ing-kindness, lov-ing-kindness, His lov - ing- kindness, oh, how strong !
Lov-ing-kindness, lov-ing-kindness, His lov - ing- kindness, oh, how good !
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Sweet Peace,
p. H. ROBLIN.
P. BiLHORN.
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cross peace was made, was made. My
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Him the rich blessing I foynd, Sweet peace the gift of God's love,
noth - ing but peace doth be - tide,Sweet peace the gift of God's love.
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No. 130. The Saviour is Coming
Rev. G.
W. Crofts.
D. B. Towner.
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No. 131.
My Trundle Bed.
Solo. Moderato.
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1. As I rummag'd thro' the at- tic, List'ning to the fall - ing rain,
3. So I drew it from the re-cess. Where it had remained so long,
As it pat-ter'd on the shingles, And
Hear-ing all the while the mu - sic Of
a-gainst the win dow pane;
my moth - er's voice in song,
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Of its import, great and deep;
After which, I learned to utter,
"Now I lay me down to sleep,"
Then it was with hands uplifted.
And in accents soft and mild,
* That my mother asked "our Father!"
"Father! do thou bless my child."
6 Years have passed, and that dear
mother,
Long has rested 'neath the sod;
And I know her sainted spirit
Dwells before the throne of God.
But that scene at summer twilight.
Fills my heart with joy divine.
For my mother's prayer is answered,
And her Savior now is mine.
3 As I listened, recollections,
That I thought had been forgot
Came with all the gush of mem'ry
Rushing, thronging to the spot.
And I wandered back to childhood,
To those merry days of yore,
When I knelt beside my mother
By this bed upon the floor.
4 Then it was with hands so gently
Placed upon my infant head,
That she taught my lips to utter,
Carefully the words she said:
Never can they be forgotten,
Deep are they in mem'ry riven,
♦ "Hallowed be Thy name, O Father!
Fatherl thou who art in heaven."
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No, 132. O, How I Love Jesus.
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1. Je - sus, the name high o - ver all In hell, or earth, or sky;
2. Je - sus, the name to sin-ners dear, The name to sin - ners given ;
3. O, that the world might taste aud see The rich - es of his grace;
4. His on - ly right-eous-ness I show;His sav - ing truth pro-claim;
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An - gels and men be-fore it fall. And dev - ils fear and fly.
It scat - ters all their guilt-y fear. It turns their hell to heav'n.
The arms of love that compass me Would all mankind em -brace.
'Tis all my business here be - low. To cry, ''Behold the Lamb!"
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How can I for - get thee? Dear Lord re-mem-ber me.
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1. Some go a way from the house to-night, Pu - ri - fied from sin
2. Some go away from the house of God, Filled with joy and peace,
3. Some go a-wa*y from the house to-night,Bowed with guilt and shame.
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cious blood That brings the soul re -lease,
and light, Con - f ess the Sav - ior'sname.
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Lov - ing-ly still the Sav • ior stands, Pleading with thy heart,
Nev - er a - gain the Sav - ior dear May be of - fered thee,
Hap - py are they, who share His grace, Trust-iug in His word.
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HORATIUS BONAR, D. D.
Philip Phillips, by per.
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1. Pray, brethren, pray, The sands are fall - ing; Pray, brethren, pray, God's
2. Praise, brethren, praise, The skies are rend-ing ; Praise, brethren, praise. The
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Watch, brethren, watch,
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Watch as men watch the starting breath.
Watch as men watch for life or death.
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The day is breaking ;
Hark, brethren, hark,
The dead are waking.
With girded loins already stand,
Behold ! the Bridegroom is at hand.
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No. 135.
Christ Returneth.
H. L. Turner,
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1. It may be at morn, when the day is awaking, When sunlight thro'
2. It maybe at mid -day, it maybe at twi-light. It maybe,per-
3. While its hosts cry Hosanna,f rom heaven descending. With glori-fied
4. Oh, joy ! oh, delight ! should we go without dying, No sick-ness, no
dark-ness and shad-ow is breaking, That Je - sus will come in the
chance, that the blackness of midnight Will burst in - to light in the
saints and the an -gels at- tend-ing, With grace on His brow, like a
sad-ness, no dread and no crying, Caught up thro' the clouds with our
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Mrs. Harriet Jones.
D. B. Towner.
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1. I have plunged beneath the flood, I have felt the love di-vine;
2. I have seen Thy smil-ing face, I have heard Thy pard 'ning voice ;
3. Thou art ev - er by my side All a -long my pil -grim way;
4. Oh, the sweets of pard 'ning love, All fhe depths we ne 'er can tell.
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Prec-ious Je - sus,thro' Thy blood, Thou art mine, and I am Thine.
I have felt Thy quick 'ning grace, In Thy love I now re-joice.
Thou art near when woes be - tide, Near to strengthen day by day.
Till we reach the home a - bove, Where im-mor - talspir- its dwell.
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No. 137.
The Three Calls.
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The Call.
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shad-ows are length en-ing fast; Es - cape for thy life I from the
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dark mountains flee; The Lord of the vine-yard still wait-eth for
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"Gentle Spi - rit, stay, oh stay! Bright ly beams the earth-ly day;
"Spirit, cease thy mournful lay. Leave me to my -self I pray;
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Earth hath flung her spell a- round me, Pleasure's silk - en chain hath
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Hattib E. Bvbll.
Rev. John B. Sumner.
1 My Father is rich in houses and lands, He holdeth the wealth of the
2. My Father's own Son, the Saviour of men !Once wandered o'er earth as the
3. I once was an outcast stranger on earth, A sin- ner by choice,an
4. A tent or a cottage, why should I care? They're building a palace for
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"a-lien" by birth; But I've been ''adopted, "my name's written down An
me o -ver there; Tho' exiled from home, yet still I may sing. All
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No. 139. 1 Know I Iiove Thee better, Lord.
Frances K. IIavergal.
D. B. Towner.
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1. I know I love thee bet- ter,Lord, Than an - y earthly joy, For
2. I know that Thou art near - er still Than an - yearth-ly throng; And
3. Thou hast put gladness in my heart, Then may I well be glad, With-
4. O Sav-iour,preciousSav-iour,mine,What will Thy presence be, If
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sweet - er is the thought of Thee Than an - y love - ly song.
out the se- cret of Thy love I could not but' be sad.
such a life of joy can crown Our walk on earth with Thee.
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Wo. 140. The Lord my Pasture shall Prepare.
Psalm 23.
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lone - ly • wilds I stray. Thy boun-ty shall my pains be-guile ;
hor - rors o- ver-spread, My stead-fast heart shall fear no ill,
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walks He shall at-tend, And all my mid-night hours defend,
riv - ers,soft and slow, A - mid the ver- dant landscape flow,
greens and herb-age crown' d, And streams shall murmur all a-round.
crook shall give me aid. And guide me through the dreadful shade.
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O, Lamb of God.
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
D. B. Towner.
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1. O, Lamb of God for sin - ners slain, I come, I come to thee-
2. For me, for me the thorn - y crown. For me the riv - en side,
3. Thy pre-cious blood, my on- ly plea,While humbled low I bow;
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For me that spot - less life laid down, For me, O, Cru - ci - fied.
With all my sins I come to thee, O, save me, save me now.
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No. 142.
Come and see.
Mrs. C. L. Shacklook
D. B. TOWNBB.
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my Father ! In the dark-ness of the night,
my garments, With the scar-let stain of sin,
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O'er the dark and trou-bledwa-ters. Oh, can there a ha- ven be?
Can there dawn for me a mor-row,Full of glad-ness,full of light.
Where the pure in heart are gathered, Can I hope to en- ter in?
In Thy kingdom, O my Fa-ther, I would fill the low - est place.
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Can there be,(for me,)Cleans-ing wa-ters still for me?
Can there be, (for me,) Pard'ning love for such as me?
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2. My Je - sus, as thou wilt ; Tho' seen thro' many a tear,
3. My Je - sus, as thou wilt; All shall be well for me;
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fu-ture scene I gladly trust with thee : Straight to niv home a - bove
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And sorrowed oft alone. If I must weep with thee, My Lord, thy will be done.
I trav-el calmly on. And sing, in life or death, My Lord, thy will be done.
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William Henry Gardner.
D. B. Towner.
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2. On-ward, on-ward ! to the bat - tie, Gird - ed with the spir-it's
3. On-ward, on-ward ! Christ a-waits you, From his hands receive the
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No. 145.
Jesus at the Door.
E. A. H.
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1. Knocking at the door, Knock-ing at the door, At the bolted door,
2. Wait -ing, there he stands, Wait-ing, there he stands. Ready to make whole,
3. List - en ! to his voice ; List-en ! to his voice ; How he pleads with thee !
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Mer-cy in his hands, Mer-cy in his hands, For thy guilt -y soul
Trust him, and re-joice. Trust him, and re-joice ; Thy best friend he'll be.
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No. 146. Longing for Rest
Eliza II. Morton.
D. B. TowvBK.
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1. I'm wea - ry of earth and its toil, .
2. I've heard of ahav-en of rest,
3. With wings of strong faith I will fly .
I'm wea - ry of conflicts with-
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light, I long for that home of the soul,I yearn for its brightgolden light,
best. And find on His bosom of love, E-ternal and glorious rest. . .
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German Melody.
, r How te-dio'^us and taste-less the hours When Je-sus no long-er I see;
1- i Sweet prospects,sweet birds, and sweet flow'rs Have lost all their sweetness with me.
D. a But when I am hap-py in him, De-cem-ber's as pleasant as May.
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The mid Summer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ;
2 His name yields the richest perfume.
And sv»^eeter than music his voice ;
His presence disperses my gloom.
And makes all within me rejoice.
I should, were he always thus nigh.
Have nothing to wish or to fear ;
No mortal so happy as I ;
My Summer would last all the year.
3 Content with beholding his face,
My all to his pleasure resigned,
No changes of season or place _
Would make any change in my mind.
While blest with a sense of his love,
A palace a toy would appear ;
And prisons would palaces prove
If Jesus would dwell with me there.
No. 148. Throw out the Life-Line.
Words and Melody by Rev. E. S. Ufford.
Arr. by Geo. C. Stebbins.
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Throw out the Life-Line a-cross the dark wave, There is a broth-er whom
Throw out the Life-Line with hand quick and strong; Why do you tar - ry, my
Throw out the Life-Line to danger-fraught men, Sink-ing in anguish where
Soon will the sea - son of res - cue be o'er, Soon will we drift to that
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someone f5houW save; Some-bod-y's brother! oh, who then, will dare To
broth-er so long? See! he is sink-ing; oh, hast - en to-day — And
you've nev -er been: "Winds of temp-ta - tion and bil-lows of woe Will
fair E- den shore; Then in the dark hour of death may it be, That
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throw out the Life-Line, his per - il to share? ->
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Rev. Ernest Wesley.
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ly a lit - tie while, And then — The long, long day will
ly a lit - tie while. And then — The hours of con - flict
ly a lit - tie while, And then— Shall pass the drear, dark
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end, With all its joy and pain, With all its loss and
cease, No more the bat - tie cry. No more fierce foemau's
night; For - got the troubled dream, For - got the ter - ror
song; White gar-ments, dazzling sheen, Christ's hosts in glo - ry
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But when?
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No. 150. Am I a Soldier of the Cross?
Chorus by J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Am I a sol-dier of the cross, A foU'wer of the I.amb?
2. Are there no foes forme to fight? Must I not stem the flood ?
3. Since I must fight if I would reign, In-crease my courage, Lord :
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And shall I fear to own his cause. Or blush to speak his name?
Is this vile world a friend to grace. To help me on to God ?
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain. Sup - port-ed by thy word.
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Calvary.
J. H. TENNEY. By per.
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1. There is a dear and hal-lowed spot, Oft pres - ent
2. Oh, what a scene was there displayed, Of love and
3. When fainting un - der guilt's dread load, Un - to the cross 1 11 fly,
4 And when shall come to me at last. The hour when I must die,
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No, 152. Teach me how to pray.
Rev. J. H. SaMxMIS.
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1. A -sleep in .Je - sus ! blessed sleep, From which none ev - er wakes to weep;
2. A -sleep in Je-sus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet!
3. A - sleep in Je - sus ! peaceful rest. Whose waking is supremely blest :
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2. They cast their crowns before the King, They see His face and prais-es
3. The Lamb of God supplies their needs.By streams of liv-ing wa-ters
4. They toiled and suffered here below, And wash'd their garments white as
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leads ;He wipes their tearsof grief away, And can it be that these are they?
snow. And in God's presence dwell for aye, Beloved and blest,f or these are they.
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No. 155.
Glorious Fountain.
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There is a fountain flUed with blood, filled with blood, filled with blood, There
And sinners plunged beoeatL that flood, beneath that flood, beneath that flood, And
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Till all the ransomed ||: Church of God :1|
Are saved, to sin no more.
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No. 156. Ye are My Witnesses,
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1. Tell me, pilgrim, faint and wea-ry, Trav'ling o'er the pathway dim,
2. Are you seek-ing out the lost ones Whom the Mas-ter died to win?
3. Do you love to talk of Je - sus More than all the world be -side?
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Are you showing thom the fount-ain That can wash a- way their sin?
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Are you look-ing by the way -side For the wea - ry ones who fall?
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Prayer.
T. T. Eaton, D. D.
Geo. H. Simmons.
1. Father, from whom salvation came, Hal-low-ed be thy ho - lyname;
2. Give us this day our dai-ly bread. Forgive our sins and on us shed
3. De-liv-er us from e - vil now. And to thy kingdom may we bow;
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Thy grace, that we, too, may forgive, And frc(Ml<»m from temptation give.
The power shall ev-er-inore be thine, Ff»r-i'v -< r shull thy glo - ry shine.
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No. 158. Cast thy Burden on the Lord.
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. Lo ! wand'ring far my rest should be In some lone, des-ert waste;
. But as for me, I'll call on God, The Lord willsafe-ty give;
. He hath re-stor'd my soul to peace,rrom trouble set me free;
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Then would I hast - en far a -way, And And a peace-f ul home.
I from the wind - y storm would flee, And from the tempest haste.
He '11 hear me when I cry a- loud, At morning,noon,and eve.
And made the war a-gainst me cease, For man-y were with me.
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1. Pass me not, O gen -tie Sav - iour. Hear my hum-blc cry;
2. Let me, at Thy throne of mer - cy Find a sweet re - lief ;
3. Trust-ing on - ly in Thy mer - its, Would I seek Thy face ;
4. Thou, the spring of all ray com -fort. More than life to me —
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Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
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2. Sweet is the liv - ing wa - ter, Sweet - er than hon - y - comb;
3. Come to the fount of mer - cy, Come to the fount so broad;
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Come to the liv - ing wa - ter, Come to the Son of God!
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1. Shall we gath-er at the riv - er,\Yhere bright an- gc;! feet have trod,
2. On the mar-gin of the riv - er, Wash-ing up its sil-ver spray,
3. On the bo-somof the riv- er, Where the Saviour King we own,
4. Soon we '11 reach the shining riv - er. Soon our pilgrimage will cease ;
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With its crystal tide for-ev - er Flowing from the throne of God?
We shall walk and worship ev - er. All the hap - py,gold - en day.
We shall meet and sorrow nev - er, 'Neath the glo - ry of the throne.
Soon our happy hearts will quiv-er With the mel - o - dy of peace.
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2. Ye souls oppressed by guil-ty fears, Ye hearts o'erwhelmed by sighs and tears,
3. Ye doubting saints, that dare not say " I am the Lords," be-lieve to-day,
4. Ye peo - pie, he re - fus - eth none. Who seek his grace thro' Christ the Son,
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Come hith-er to the mer - cy seat. To " who-so - ev - er " we re - peat.
For in the prom-ise all may share, To " who-so - ev - er " we de - clare.
This "who-so - ev - er " is for thee, To " who-so - ev - er " thou may be.
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\ In that bless'dheav'n where Je-sus is. Or [Omit] . ...
Your soul must live, and live for aye; How can you meet your God,
With all the sins of all your life Vn-[Omit]
j Your soul must live and live for aye ; Pause, think and an - swer this ;
\ Where will you spend e - ter - ni - ty? In [Omit] ....
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No. 164. O Home beyond the Jordan !
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
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1. There's a "home be-yond the Jor-dan That my longing soul would gain,
2. In that home beyond the Jor-dan There is heard no sad fare - well—
3. In that home beyond the Jor-dan Is the blessed Son of God,
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Nev - er death or des - o - la - tion Where the saved of Je - sus dwell.
Who for us, in speechless sor - row. All a - lone the winepress trod.
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O, how blest to dwell for - ev - er In the pres-ence of our King !
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1 There's a land that is fairer than day.
And by faith we can see it afar,
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling-place there.
Chorus.
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore,
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest.
And our spirits shall sorrow no more,
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.
3 To our bountiful Father above
We will offer the tribute of praise.
For the glorious gift of his love
And the blessings that hallow our days.
1 Oh, think of a home over there.
By the side of the river of light.
Where the saints, all immortal and fair,
Are robed in their garments of white.
Chorus.
Over there, over there.
Oh, think of a home over there,
Over there, over there.
Oh, think of a home over there.
2 Oh, think of the friends over there.
Who before us the journey have trod;
Of the songs that they breathe on the air
In their home in the palace of God.
3 I'll soon be at home over there.
For the end of my journey I see;
Many dear to my heart over there
Are watching and waiting for me.
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No.167. There Shall be Showers of Blessing
El Nathan.
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James McGranahan.
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1. ''There shall be showers of bless - ing ;" This is a prom-ise of love;
2. ''There shall be showers of bless - ing ; " Pre-cious re - viv - ing a - gain ;
3. "There shall be showers of bless - ing ; " Send them up-on us, O Lord ;
4. "There shall be showers of bless - ing : " Oh, that to-day they might fall ;
There shall be sea-sons re - fresh-ing, Sent from the Sav-iour a - bove.
O - ver the hills and the val - leys, Sound of a - bund-ance of rain.
Grant to us now a re - fresh-ing, Come, and now hon - or thy Word.
Now as to God we're con-fess -ing. Now as on Je - sus we call.
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Show - ers of bless-ing,
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No. 168. We're Marching to Zion
Rev. I. Watts
Spirited
R. LowRY. By per.
1. Come, we that love the Lord, and let your joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet ac-cord, Join
2. Let those re - fiise to sing Who nev - er knew our God ; But chil - dren of the heav'n-ly King, But
3. The hill of Zi - on yields A thou - sand sa-cred sweets ; Be -fore we reach the heav'n-lv fields, Be-^
4. Then let our songs a-bound. And ev - 'ry tear be dry; We're march-mg thro' Im-man-uei's ground, We're
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chil-dren of the heav'n-ly King May speak their joys a-broad, May speak their joys a - broad,
fore we reach the heav'nty fields, Or walk the gold - en streets, Or walk the gold - en streets.
march-ing thro' Im-man-uel's ground To fair - er worlds on high, To fair - er worlds on high,
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And Uws sur-round the throne, And thus sur-round the throne.
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We're Marching to Zion.
We're march - ing to Zi - on, Beau-ti-ful, beau-ti-ful Zi - on; We're
We're march-ing on to Zi - on,
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J. E. Rankin, D.D.
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1. Are you wea - ry, are you heav-y-heart - ed ? Tell it to Je - sus,
2. Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbid-den ? Tell it to Je - sus,
3. Do you fear the gath'ring clouds of sor - row ? Tell it to Je - sus,
4. Are you trou - bled at the tho't of dy - ing ? Tell it to Je - sus,
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Tell it to Je - sus ; Have you sins that to man's eye are hid - den ?
Tell it to Je - sus ; Are you anx- ious what shall be to-mor-row?
Tell it to Je - sus ; For Christ's com-ing kingdom are you sigh- ing?
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No. 170. My Jesus, I Love Thee.
A. J. Gordon.
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1. My Je - sus, I love thee, I know thou art
2. I love thee, be - cause thou hast first lov - ed
3. I will love thee in life, I will love thee in
4. In man - sions of glo - ry and end - less de ■
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Bliss.
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2. Christ, the bless-ed one, gives to all
3. Sweet-ly ech - o the gos - pel call,
"VVon-der-ful words of
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Won-der-ful words of
life;
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All so free - ly giv - en, Woo - ing us to heav - en :
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No.172. In the Christian's Home in Glory.
Samuel You>
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There is rest for the wea- ry, , There is rest for the wea - ry,
\ On the oth - er side of Jor-dan, In the sweet fields of E - den,
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Where the tree of life is bloom-ing. There is rest for you.
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No. 173.
Nearer the Cross.
Mrs. F. J. Crosby.
Mrs. J. F. Knapp. By per.
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1. "Nearer the cross," my heart can say, I am coming near-er, Near-er the
2. Near-er the Christian's mercy-seat, I am com-ing near-er, Feast-ing my
3. Near-er in pray'r my hope aspires, I am com-ing near-er, Deep - er the
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am com-ing near-er ; Strong-er in faith, more
am com-ing near-er ; Near-er the end of
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clear I see Je- sus, who gave himself for me; Near-er to him I
toil and care, Near-er the joy I long to share, Near-er the crown I
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Revive us Again,
Kev. Wm. Paton Mackay.
John J. Husband.
1. We praise thee, O God ! for the Son of thy love, For Je - sus, who
2. We praise thee, O God ! for thy Spir-it of light, Who has shown us our
3. All glo - ry and praise to the Lamb that was slain, Who has borne all our
4. All glo - ry and praise to the God of all grace. Who has bought us, and
5. Ke-vive us a - gain ; fill each heart with thy love ; May each soul be re-
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CjIORUS.
died, and is now gone a - bove.
Sav - iour, and scat-tered our night.
sins, and has cleansed ev - 'ry stain. Hal-le - lu - jah ! thine the glo - ry,
sought us, and guid - ed our ways.
kin - died with fire from a - bove.
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L. A. Lewis Hartsotjgh
thy wel-come voice,That calls
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Wash me, cleanse me, in
the blood That flowed on
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No. 176. The Crowning Day.
El. Nathan.
James McGranahan.
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1. Our Lord is now re - ject - ed, And by the world dis-owned,
2. The heav'ns shall glow with splen-dor, But bright-er far than they
3. Our pain shall then be o - ver, We'll sin and sigh no more,
4. Let all that look for, hast - en, The com - ing joy - f ul day,
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The saints shall shine in glo - ry, As Christ shall them ar - ray.
Be - hind us all of sor - row. And naught but joy be - fore,
By earn - est jon - se - era - tion To walk the nar - row way,
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But soon he'll come in glo - ry, The hour is draw - ing nigh.
The beau - ty of the Sav - iour Shall daz - zle ev - 'ry eye,
A joy in our Re-deem - er, As we to him are nigh.
By gath-'ring in the lost ones, For whom our Lord did die.
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When our Lord shall come in " pow - er " And "glo - ry" from on high.
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Thos. Moore and Thos. Hastings.
Samuel Webbr.
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1. Come, ye dis - con - so - late, wher - e'er ye lan-guish. Come to the
2. Joy of the des - o - late, light of the stray-ing, Hope of the
3. Here see the bread of life ; see wa-ters flow - ing Forth from the
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pen - i - tent, fade-less and pure ; Here speaks the Com-fort - er,
throne of God, pure from a-bove; Come to the feast of love,
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ten - der-ly say - ing, Earth has no sor-row that heav'n can not cure,
come, ev - er know - ing Earth has no sor-row but heav'n can re-move.
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J. E. Rankin.
God be With You.
W. G. Tomer.
1. God be with you till we meet a - gain ! By his counsels guide,up-
2. God be with you till we meet a - gain ! 'Neath his-wii>gs se-cure - ly
3. God be with you till we meet a - gain ! When life's perils thick con-
4. God be with you till we meet a - gain ! Keep love's banner float-ing
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Dai - ly man - na still pro-vide you ; God be
Put his lov - ing arms a-round you ; God be
hold you,
hide you,
found you,
o'er you. Smite death's threat'ning wave be -fore you; God be
with you till we meet a - gain ! Till we meet, ... till we meet.
Till we meetjtill we meet again,
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No. 179. More Love to Thee.
Mrs. E. P. Prentiss. W. H. Doane. By per.
1. More love to thee, O Christ, More love to thee; Hear thou the
2. Onceearth-ly joy I craved,Sought peace and rest; Now thee a-
3. Let sor-row do its work, Send grief and pain. Sweet are thy
4. Then shall my lat - est breath Whis - per thy praise ; This be the
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pray'r I make, On bend-ed knee; This is my earn -est plea:
lone I seek, Give what is best; This all my pray'r shall be:
mes - sen- gers, Sweet their re- f rain; When they can sing with me —
part-ing cry My heart shall raise ; This still its pray'r shall be :
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No. 180. Lead Me by the Hand.
Rev. J. H. Sammis. D. B
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1. By thine eye, 0 God, all - see-ing. Guide my err - ing feet
2. By thy love, so strong and ten-der, Cheer and chide me ev -
3. By thy pleasant words be - guil-ing All the long and wea ■
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Keep me, oh, my soul's de-fend - er, As the ap - pie of thine eye.
Toil - ing, rest-ing ; weep-ing, smil-ing ; Lead me still to thine a - bode.
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No. 181. Arise, my Soul, Arise.
Ch. Wesley
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1. A-rise, my soul, a - rise,Shake of thy guilty fears, The bleeding sac-ri-fice
2. He ev - er lives a- bove. For me to in - ter-cede ; His all-re-deem-ing love,
3. Five bleeding wounds he bears,Received on Cal-va-ry ; They pour ef-fect-ual pray'rs,
4. My God is re-con-ciled, Hispard'ning voice I hear ; He owns me for his child,
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For-give him, oh, forgive, they cry. Nor let that ransomed sin - ner die.
With confidence I now draw nigh,And Fa-ther, Ab - ba, Fa - ther, cry.
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No.l82.What a Friend we have in Jesus.
Joseph Scriven. Alt.
Charles C. Converse.
1. What a friend we have in Je - sus, All our sins and griefs to bear ;
2. Have we tri - als and temp-ta-tions? Is there trou-ble an - y- where?
3. Are we weak and heav-y - la- den, Cumbered with a load of care?
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We should nev-er be dis-cour-aged, Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Pre-cious Sav-iour,still our ref - uge— Take it to the Lord in prayer.
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2. Tho' they are slighting him, Still he is wait-ing, Wait-ing the pen - i - tent
3. Down in the human heart,Crushed by the tempter, Feel-ings Jic bur-ied that
4. Kes - cue the per-ish - ing, Du - ty demands it ; Strength for thy la - bor the
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sin and the grave ; Weep o'er the err- ing ones, Lift up the fall - en,
child ' to re-ceive. Plead with them earnest - ly. Plead with them gently ;
grace can re-store : Touched by a lov-ing heart, Wak-ened by kindness.
Lord will pro-vide. Back to the nar-row way Pa-tient - ly win them;
Tell them of Je - sus, the might- y to save.
He willfor-give if they on - ly be - lieve. Ees-cue the per-ish-ing.
Chords that were broken will vi - brate once more. ^ °'
Tell the poor wand'rer a Sav-iour has died.
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No. 184. There's a Work for each of ub.
A. A. A.
James McGkanahan. By per.
1. Our Mas-ter has tak-en his jour-ney To a country that's far a - way,
2. In this "little while"doth it mat-ter, As we work, and we watch, and we wait,
3. There's on-ly one thing should concern us, To find just the task that is ours ;
4. Our Mas-ter is coming most sure-ly, To reck-on with ev - 'ry one;
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If we're filling the place he as-signs us. Be its serv - ice small or great.
And then, having found it, to do it With all our God giv- en pow'rs.
Shall we, ihen^ count our toil or our sor-row. If his sen - tence be,"Well done.
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Cennick.
The King's Highway.
DUANE STREET. L. M. D.
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2 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourned because I found it not :
My grief a burden long has been,
Because I was not saved from sin.
The more I strove against its power,
I felt its weight and guilt the more ;
Till late I heard the Saviour say,
Come hither, soul, I am the way.
Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb;
Shall take me to thee as I am;
Notliing but sin have 1 to give,
Nothing but love shall I receive.
Then I will tell to sinners round
What a dear Saviour I have found ;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, ^' Behold the way to God."
No. 186. Deliverance will Come.
Rev.
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The sun was bending low.
He'd overtopped the mountain.
And reached the vale below ;
He saw the golden city —
His everlasting home —
And shouted loud, Hosanna!
Deliverance will come.
While gazing on that city.
Just o'er the narrow flood,
A band of holy angels
Came from the throne of God
They bore him on their pinions
Safe o'er the dashing foam ; ;
And joined him in his triumph-
Deliverance had come.
I heard the song of triumph
They sang upon that shore.
Saying, Jesus has redeemed us,
To suffer nevermore ;
Then, casting his eyes backward
On the race which he had run.
He shouted loud, Hosanna!
Deliverance has come !
No. 187.
Manoah. C. M.
F. J. Haydn.
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1. God moves in a cays - te-rious way His vvon-ders to per - form ;
2. Ye fear - f ul saints, fresh cour-age take, The clouds ye so much dread
3. Judge not the Lord by fee - ble sense, But trust him for his grace ;
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Be - hind a frown-ing prov - i - dence He hides a smil - ing face.
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No, 188.
1 I know that my Redeemer lives,
And ever prays for me ;
A token of his love he gives,
A pledge of liberty.
2 I find him lifting up my head ;
He brings salvation near;
His presence makes me free indeed,
And he will soon appear.
3 He wills that I should holy be ;
What can withstand his will?
The counsel of his grace in me
He surely shall fulfill.
4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word;
I steadfastly believe
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord,
And to thyself receive.
No. 189.
Horton
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1. Come, said Je - sus' sa - cred voice, Come,and make my paths your choice ;
2. Thou who,home-less and for - lorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
3. Ye who, tossed on beds of pain. Seek for ease, but seek in vain,
4. Hith - er come, for here is found Balm that flows for ev - 'ry wound,
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Long hast roam'd thisbar-ren waste, Wea-ry pil - grim, hith - er haste.
Ye, by fierc - er an-guish torn. In re - morse for guilt who mourn ;
Peace that ev - er shall en - dure. Rest e - ter - nal, sa - cred, sure.
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Hamburg, L, M.
Arr. by Dr. L. Mason.
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1. When I sur-vey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glo - ry died,
2. For-bid it, Lord,that I shoukl boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ;
3. See ! from his head,his hands,his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ;
4. Were the whole realm of nat - uremine, That were a pres -ent far too small :
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My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
All the vain things that charm me most, I sac - ri-fice them to his blood.
Did e'er such love and sor - row meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ?
Love so a-maz - ing, so di - vine. Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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No, 191.
1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone ;
He can create, and he destroy.
2 We are his people, we his care.
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?
3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankfnl songs,
High ;ts tl e l;c:;veiis our voices raise ;
And earth, w^ih i.cr ten thousand tonguefl,
Shall till thy courts with sounding praise.
4 Wide as the world is thy command.
Vast as eternity thy love ;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
AVhen rolling years shall cease to move.
No. 192.
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1. How sweet the name of Je - sus sounds In a be - liev - er's ear ;
2. It makes the wound-ed spir - it whole, And calms the trou - bled breast ;
3. By thee my pray'rs ac-cept- ance gain, Al-though with sin de - filed ;
4. Je - sus, my shep-herd, guardian,friend, My prophet, priest, and king;
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1. Thus far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days,
2. Much of my time has run to waste. And I, per-haps, am near my home ;
3. I lay my bod - y down to sleep ; Peace is the pil-low for my head ;
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But he forgives my fol-lies past. And gives me strength for days to come.
While well-ap-point-ed an-gels keep Their watchful stations round my bed.
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LAC Watts.
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And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
While oth - ers fought to win the prize, And sailed thro' blood- y seas?
Is this vile world a friend to grace. To help me on to God?
I'll bear the toil, en - dure the pain. Sup - port - ed by thy word,
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No. 195.
1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers.
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look ! how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys;
Our fouls can neither fly nor go
To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs ;
In vain we strive to rise ;
Hosannas languish on our tongues.
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor, dying rate —
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great?
5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers ;
Come, slfed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
No.
196. Balerma. C. M
A - las ! and did my Sav-iour bleed,
Was it for crimes that I had done
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And did my Sovereign die?
He groaned up-on the tree ?
Well might the sun in dark-ness hide, And shut his glo - ries in,
But drops of grief can ne'er re - pay The debt of love I owe
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1 Jesus, the very thought-of thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind !
4 Oh, hope of every contrite heart !
Oh, joy of all the meek !
To those who fall how kind thou art !
How good to those who seek !
No. 198.
1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord,
Nor to defend his cause ;
Maintain the honor of his word,
The glory of his cross.
2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name ;
His name is all my trust ;
Nor will he put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.
3 Firm as his throne his promise stands.
And he can well secure
What I've committed to his hands,
Till the decisive hour.
No. 199. Duke Street. L. M.
Isaac Watts.
John Hatton.
From ev- 'ry storm - y wind that blows.From ev-'ry swelling tide of woes,
There is a place where Je - sus sheds The oil of glad-ness on our heads;
There is a scene where spir - its blend, Where friend holds fel - low-ship with friend ;
There,there on ea - gle wings we soar. And sin and sense mo - lest no more;
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earth most sweet ; It is the blood- bouirht mercy-seat.
A-round one common mercy-seat.
And glo-ry crowns the mercy -seat.
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Joy to the world ! the Sav-iour reigns ; Let men their songs em-ploy ; While
He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The
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And heav'n, and heav'n and nature
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1. A-wake,my soul, stretc'i ev-'ry nerve. And press with vig - or on ;
2. A cloud of wit-ness-es around Hold thee in full sur-vey ;
3. 'Tis God's all-an - i-mat-ing voice That calls thee from on high ;
4. That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new luster boast,
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wreaths and mon-arch gems. Shall blend in common dust, Shall blend in common dust.
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Dennis. S. M,
Rev. John Fawcett, 1772.
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1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Chris - tian love ;
2. Be - fore our Fa-ther's throne We pour our ar - dent prayers ;
3. We share our mu - tual woes, Our inu - tual bur - dens bear;
4. When we a - sun- der part It gis^es us in- ward pain;
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Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one — Our com-f orts and our cares.
And oft - en for each oth - er flows The sym - pa - thiz - ing tear.
But we shall still be joined in heart. And hope to meet a - gain.
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1 How gentle God's commands,
How kind his precepts are ;
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.
2 Beneath his watchful eye
His saints securely dwell ;
That hand which bears creation up
Shall guard his children well.
3 His goodness stands approved.
Unchanged from day to day ;
I'll drop my burden at his feet.
And bear a song away.
No. 205.
Thos. Shepherd.
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1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.
2 The Son of God in tears
The wondering angels see ;
Be thou astonished, oh, my soul,
He shed those tears for thee.
3 He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear ;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there's no weeping there.
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The con - se - crat- ed cross I'll bear Till death shall set me
Up - on the crys - tal pavement,down At Je - sus' pierc-ed
Oh, precious cross ! oh, glo-rious crown ! Oh, res
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And then go home my crown to Avear, For there's a crown for me.
With joy I'll cast my gold-en crown, And his dear name re - peat.
\ e an-gels, from the stars come down, And bear my soul a - way.
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1. O turn ye, O tarn ye, for why will ye die, When God, in great mercy, is
2. How vain the delusion, that while you delay Your hearts may grow better, your
3. The contrite in heart he will free-ly re-ceive, O why will you not the glad
com-ing so nigh ? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says come ! And angels are
chains melt away ! Come guilty, come wretched, come just as you are ; All helpless and
me^ssage believe ? If sin be your burden, why will you not come ? 'Tis yon he makes
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dy - ing, to Je - sus re - pair. All helpless and dy-ing, to Je - sus re-pair,
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John Keble.
Hursley. L. M,
Peter Ritter.
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2. When the soft dews of kind-ly sleep My wearied eye-lids gen - tly steep,
3. A-bide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I can not live;
4. Be near to bless me when I wake, Ere thro' the world my way I take ;
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O may no earth-born clond a - rise,
Be my last tho't, how sweet to rest For-ev - er on my Saviour's breast.
A-bide with me when night is nigh. For without thee I dare not die.
A-bide with me till, in thy love, I lose ray - self in heav'n above.
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2. Fear not ; I am with thee, O, be not dismayed. For I am thy
3." When thro' the deep wa - ters I call thee to go, The riv - ers of
4."The soul that on Je - sus hath leaned for re - pose, I will not, I
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1. Come, Thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father, all-
2. Gome, Thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; Ourpray'r attend : Come,and thy
3. Come, ho-ly Com-fort-er! Thy sacred wit-ness bear, In this glad hour : Thou, who al-
4. To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore! Hissov'reign
glo - ri-ons, O'er all vie - to - rious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days !
peoplebl3ss,Andgivethy word success: Spirit of ho- li-ness!On us descend,
mighty art, Xviw rule in ev'ry heart And ne'er from us depart, Spir-it of pow'r.
maj-es - ty May we in glo-ry see, And to e - ter - ni - ty Love and a-dore.
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Glory to God on high !
Let heaven and earth reply :
Praise ye his name;
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore;
And sing forever more,
"Worthy the Lamb."
Ye who surround the throne,
Join cheerfully in one,
Praising his name:
Ye who have felt his blood
Sealing your peace with God,
Sound his dear name abroad—
"Worthy the Lamb."
Join, all ye ransomed race,
Our Lord and God to bless;
Praise ye his name ;
In him we will rejoice.
And make a joyfal noise.
Shouting with heart and voice
"Worthy the Lamb."
Soon must we change our place,
Yet will we never cease
Praising his name:
To him our songs we'll bring.
Hail him our gracious King,
And through all ages sing,
"Worthy the Lamb."
No. 212.
Ray Palmer.
Olivet. 6s & 4s.
Lowell Mason.
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1 . My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Cal-va-ry, Saviour divine ! Now hear me
2. May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart,My zeal inspire; As tiiou hast
3. While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide : Bid darkness
When ends life's transient dream, When death's C3ld,sullen stream Shall o'er me roll,Blest Savior,
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died for me, Oh, may my love to thee Pure, warm and changeless be, A liv-ing fire,
turn (() day,Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside,
then, in love, Fear and distrust remove; Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul.
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Ps. 103.
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2. Who forgives all thy transgres-sion, Thy dis -
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4. In his right-eous-ness, Je - ho - vah Will de - liv - er those distressed;
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Who re-deems thee from de-struc-tion, Who with thee so kind - ly deals.
So that e - ven like the ea - gle Thou hast been restored to youth.
He will ex - e - cute just judgment In the cause of all oppressed.
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No. 214.
1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God ;
He whose word can ne'er be broken,
Chose thee for his own abode.
2 Lord, thy church is still thy dwelling,
Still is precious in thy sight,
Judah's temple far excelling,
Beaming with the gospel's light.
3 On the Rock of ages founded.
What can shake her sure repose ?
With salvation's wall surrounded,
She can smile at all her foes.
See, the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply her sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Round her habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear,
For a glory and a covering.
Showing that the Lord is near.
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God ;
He whose word can ne'er be broken,
Chose thee for his own abode.
No. 215. Federal Street. L. M.
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Show pit-y, Lord
1. Show pit-y, Lord ; O Lord, for-give, Let a re-pent-ing reb - el live ;
2. My crimes, tho' great, can not sur - pass The pow'r and glo-ry of thy grace;
3. O, wash my soul from ev - 'ry sin, And make my guilty conscience clean;
4. My lips,withshame,my sins con-fess. Against thy law, a-gainst thy grace;
5. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death ;
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Great God, thy nat-ure hath no bound. So let thy pardoning love be found.
Here, on my heart,the bur - den lies, And past of-fens - es {lain mine eyes.
Lord,should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.
And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well.
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Boylston. S. M.
Dr. LowELi- Mason.
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No. 217.
1 Oh, come and dwell in me,
Spirit of power within,
And bring the glorious liberty
From sorrow, fear, and sin.
2 The seed of sin's disease.
Spirit of health, remove,
Spirit of finished holiness,
Spirit of perfect love.
3 I want the witness. Lord,
That all I do is right.
According to thy will and word.
Well pleasing in thy sight.
No. 218.
1 And can I yet delay
My little all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away,
For Jesus to receive ?
2 Nay, but I yield, I yield,
I can hold out no more ;
I sink, by dying love compelled,
And own thee conqueror.
3 Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove ;
Settle and fix my wavering soul
With all thy weight of love.
No. 219.
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The work of faith will not be done Till thou ob - tain a crown.
He'll take thee, at thy part - ing breath. To his di - vine a - bode.
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Annie L. Walker,
Work, for the Night is Coming.
R. Lowell Mason.
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Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the sunny noon ;
Fill brightest hours with labor.
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store ;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.
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3 Work, for the night is coming.
Under the sunset skies ;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more ;
Work while the night is darkening,
When man's work is o'er.
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No. 221, Naomi. C, M.
Annie Steele. H. G. Nageli.
1. Fa - ther,whate'er of earth-ly bliss Thy sov-ereign will de - nies,
2. Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From ev - 'ry mur-mur free ;
3. Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death at - tend ;
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The bless-ings of thy grace im - part. And make me live to thee.
Thv presence thro' my jour-ney shine, And crown my jouniey's end.
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No. 222.
1 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat
My soul for shelter flies ;
'Tis here I find a safe retreat
When storms and tempests rise.
2 My cheerful hope can never die,
If thou, my (Jod, art near;
Thy grace can raise my comforts high.
And banish every fear.
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My great i)rotector and my Lord,
Thv constant aid impart;
Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word
Sustain' my trembling heart.
Oh, never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat;
Still let me trust thy power and love.
And dwell beneatli thy feet.
No. 223.
S. F. S.MITH.
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1. My country,'tis of the,Sweet land of lib-er-ty, Of thee I sing ; Land where my
2. My na-tive coun-try,thee, Land of the no-ble free, Thy name I love ; I love thy
3. Let uuisic swell the hmm, And ring from all the trees, Sweet free-dom's song ; Let mortal
4. Our fathers' God, to thee, Author of lib - er-ty, To thee we sing ; Long may our
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rocks and rills, Thy weods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills, Like that above.
tongues a-wake, Let all that breathe partake,Let rocks their si-lence break. The sound pro-long.
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1 God bless our native land ;
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night.
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do thou our country save
By thy great might.
For her our prayers shall rise
To God, above the skies ;
On him we wait.
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guardian with watchful eye,
To thee aloud we cry,
God save the state.
No. 225.
T. Kelly.
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\ Je - sus reigns,and heav'n re - joic - es,
f King of glo - ry, reign for - ev - er,
\ Nothing from thy love shall sev - er
( Sav-iour,hast-en thine ap-pear-ing,
1 When the aw-ful summons hear-ing,
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Sound the note of praise a - bove ;
Je-sus reignsjthe God of love.
Thine an ev - er - lasting crown.
Those whom thou hast made thine own.
Bring,oh, bring the glo-rious day ;
Heav'n and earth shall pass a - way.
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See, he sits on yonder throne, Je-sus rules the world a - lone.
Happy ob-jects of thy grace. Destined to behold thy face.
Then with golden harps we'll sing, Glo-ry, glo - ry to our King.
See, he sits on yonder throne, Je-sus rules the world a - lone.
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Ariel. 0. P. M.
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God, O God Most High, And ear - ly seek thy face will
in the times of old, Thy pow'r and glory to be-
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My mouth shall praise pro-claim, My mouth shall praise pro - claim.
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1 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth.
Oh, could I show the glories forth.
Which in my Saviour shine !
I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings
In notes almost divine.
2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt.
My ransom from the dreadful guilt.
Of sin and wrath divine.
I'd sing his glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress
My soul shall ever shine.
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3 I'd sing the characters he bears.
And all the forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne:
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise
I would to everlasting days
Make all his glories known.
4 Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home,
And I shall see his face ;
Then, with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,
Triumphant in his grace.
No. 228
Come to Jesus just now.
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7 Oh, receive him.
8 Jesus loves you.
9 He will bless you.
Je - sus just now.
10 He will cleanse you.
11 Only trust him.
12 Let us praise him.
13 Hallelujah. Amen.
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No Sorrow There,
Arrauged.
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1. Far from the scenes of night Un - bound - ed glo - ries rise,
2. Fair land ! could mor - tal eyes But half its charms ex - plore,
3. No cloud those re - gions know, Realms ev - er bright and fair;
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And realms of joy and pure de - light Un-known to mor - tal eyes,
How would our spir - its long to rise, And dwell on earth no more
For sin, the source of mor - tal woe, Can nev - er en - ter there
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No. 230.
1 "Forever with the Lord !"
Amen ! so let it be ;
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality. Cho.
2 Here in the body pent.
Absent from him, I roam.
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home. Cho.
No. 231.
My Father's house on high.
Home of my soul — how near.
At times, to faith's foreseeing eye,
Thy golden gates appear ! Cho.
"Forever with the Lord !"
Father, if 'tis thy will.
The promise of that faithful word,
E'en here to me fulfill. Cho.
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Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow.
All for sin could not atone ;
Thou must save, and thou alone.
3 Nothing in my hand I bring.
Simply to thy cross I cling ;
Naked, come to thee for dress.
Helpless, look to thee for grace ;
Foul, I to the fountain fly.
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
4 While I draw this fleeting breath.
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown.
See thee on thy judgment throne.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
Let me hide myself in thee.
No. 232.
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2 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus !
The trumpet call obey ;
Forth to the mighty conflict,
In this his glorious day :
"Ye that are men, now serve him,"
Against unnumbered foes ;
Let courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.
3 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus !
Stand in liis strength alone ;
The arm of flesh will fail you ;
Ye dare not trust your own :
Put on the gospel armor,
And, watching unto prayer.
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.
4 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus !
The strife will not be long ;
This day, the noise of battle,
The next, the victor's song :
To him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be;
He with the King of glory
Shall reign eternally !
No. 233.
1 The morning light is breaking;
The darkness disappears !
The sons of earth are waking
To penitential tears ;
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion.
Prepared for Zion's war.
2 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love.
And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude above ;
While sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing —
A nation in a day.
3 Blest river of salvation !
Pursue thine onward way ;
Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay :
Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home:
Stay not till all the holy
Proclaim — "The Lord is come!"
No. 234.
1 Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings ;
It is the Lord who rises
With healing in his wings:
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining.
To cheer it after rain.
2 In holy contemplation,
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new ;
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say.
Let the unknown to-morrow
Bring with it what it may.
3 It can bring with it nothing
But he will bring us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing.
Will clothe his people too ;
Beneath the spreading heavens,
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens,
Will give his children bread.
4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither.
Their wonted fruit should bear.
Though all the fields should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there;
Yet God the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice.
For while in him confiding.
I can not but rejoice.
235.
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Hastings.
, f On the mountain's top ap-pear-iug, Lo ! the sa-cred herald stands ;
' \ "Welcome news to Zi - on bear-ing, Zi - on long in hos-tile lands ;
captive ! God himself will loose thy bands, Mourning captive,6od himself will loose thy bands.
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2 Has thy night been long and mournful ?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved ?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning :
Zion still is well-beloved.
3 God, thy God, will now restore thee :
He himself appears thy Friend ;
All thy foes shall flee before thee ;
Here their boasts and triumphs end.
Great deliverance
Zion's King will surely send.
4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ;
All thy warfare now be past ;
God, thy Saviour, will defend thee ;
Victory is thine at last.
All thy conflicts
End in eyerlasting rest.
No. 237. KeyD
1 He leadeth me ! oh ! blessed thought,
Oh ! words with heav'nly comfort fraught ;
Whate'er I do, where'er I be.
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
Ref. — He leadeth me ! he leadeth mc !
By his own hand he leadeth me ;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.
2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea,
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me.
3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine —
Content, whatever lot I see, —
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.
4 And when my task on earth is done.
When, by thy grace the victory's won.
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee.
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
No. 236.
1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness,
Cheered by no celestial ray,
Sun of righteousness arising,
Bring the bright, the glorious day.
Send the gospel
To the earth's remotest bound.
2 Kingdom's wide that sit in darkness,
Grant them. Lord, the glorious light ;
And from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night.
And redemption
Freely purchased win the day.
3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel !
Win and conquer, never cease.
May thy lasting, wide dominion,
Multiply and still increase.
Sway thy sceptre
Saviour, all the world around.
No. 238. Key A flat.
1 Take the name of Jesus with you,
Child of sorrow and of woe;
Tt will joy and comfort give you,
Take it, then, where'er you go.
Cho. — Precious name, O how sweet,
Hope of earth and joy of heaven ;
Precious name, O how sweet,
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
2 Take the name of Jesus ever.
As a shield from every snare ;
If temptations round you gather.
Breathe that Holy Name in prayer.
3 Oh ! the precious name of Jesus ;
How it thrills our souls with joy,
When his loving arms receive us.
And his songs our tongues employ.
4 At the name of Jesus bowing.
Falling prostrate at his feet,
King of kings in heav'n we'll crown him.
When our journey is complete.
No. 239.
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2. Sal - va-tion !
3. Sal - va-tion !
O the joy-ful sound, What pleasure to our ears ;
let the ech - o fly The spa-cious earth a - round,
O thou bleeding Lamb, To thee the praise be-longs :
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No. 240.
1 O for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb !
2 Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word ?
3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed !
How sweet their memory still !
But they have left an aching void
The world can never till.
4 Eeturn, O Holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.
No. 241.
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And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home;
Jesus sought me when a stranger.
Wandering from the fold of God ;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
Oh, to grace how great a debtor.
Daily I'm constrained to be !
Let thy goodness, as a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to thee;
Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it —
Prone to leave the God I love-
Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it,
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1. Lord, (lis- miss us with thy bless-ing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ;
D.C Oh, re-fresh us, oh, re-fresh us, Trav- 'ling thro' this wil - der-ness.
2. Thanks we give,and ad - o - ra - tion, For the gos - pel's joy-ful sound ;
D.C. May thy pres-ence, may thy presence With us ev - er - more be found.
3. So, when-e'er the sig-nal's giv - en, Us from earth to call a - way,
D.C.May we ev - er, may we ev - er Keign with Christ in end - less day.
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1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched.
Come in mercy's gracious hour ;
Jesus ready stands to save you.
Full of pity, love and power;
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.
2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you,
Nor of fitness fondly dream ;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him :
This he gives you ;
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.
3 Agonizing in the garden,
Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ;
On the bloody tree behold him,
There he groans, and bleeds and dies ;
" It is finished ! "
Heaven's atoning sacrifice.
4 Lo ! th' incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood ;
Venture on him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude :
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.
No, 244.
Guide Me.
Williams.
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1. Guide me, O thou great Je-hov - ah, Pil-grim thro' this bar-ren land ;
D.C. Bread of heav-en, bread of heav-en. Feed me till I want no more.
2. O - pen now the crys-tal fount-ain, Whence the healing wa - ters flow;
D.C. Strong de - liv-'rer,strong de- liv-'rer. Be thou still my strength and shield.
3. When T tread the verge of Jor-dan, Bid my anx-ious fears sub-side ;
D.Q. Songs of prais-es, songs of prais-es I will ev - er give to thee.
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Lead me all ray jour-ney through.
Land me safe on Ca-naan's side.
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That will not murmur nor com-plain Beneath the chast'ning rod. But in the
A faith that shines more brightand clear When tempests rage without ; That when in
A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life's last hour is fled. And, with a
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dan -ger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt, In darkness feels no doubt,
pure and heav'n-ly ray,Lights up a dy - ing bed, Lights up a dy - ing bed.
here, the hallow'd bliss Of an e - ter - nal home, Of an e - ter- nal home.
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2 Other refuge have I none.
Hangs ray helpless soul on thee ;
Leave, oh, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All my help from thee 1 bring ;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ;
More than all in thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Till the storm of life is past ;
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I am all unrighteousness ;
Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with thee is found-
Grace to cover all my sin ;
Let the healing streams abound ;
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of thee ;
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
No. 248. Just as I am.
Charlotte Elliott. WOODWORTH. L. M.
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1. Just as I am, with- out one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me,
, and wait-ing not To rid my soul of one dark blot.
Wm. B. Bradbury.
2. Just as I am, and wait-ing not To rid
3. Just as I am, thou wilt re-ceive, Wilt welcome,par-don, cleanse, re-lieve ;
4. Just as I am — thy love unknown Has bro-ken ev - 'ry bar-rier down ;
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To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Be-cause thy prora-ise I be - lieve, O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
Now to be thlne,yea,thine a - lone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
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Titles in Small Caps. -First Lines in Roman.
No.
Abide With Me 80
Able to Save 76
A Feast is Preparing 37
Ahira 74
A Little Talk With Jesus 49
A Mother Dear is Weeping 90
Alas ! and Did My Saviour Bleed 196
A Mighty Fortress 48
All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name. . .245
America 333
Am I A Soldier of the Cross 194, 150
Anywhere With Jesus 130
Antioch 300
And Can I Yet Delay? 318
And the Spirit and the Bride 163
Arlington 194
Are You Weary, Are You Heavy-
hearted? 169
Ariel 236
Arise, My Soul, Arise 181
Asleep in Jesus 153
Awake, My Soul, in Joyful Lays 138
Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve .301
AsYMON 339
Balerm A 196
Bear the Banner Forward 144
Before Jehovah's Awful Throne 191
Behold What Love 53
Beneath His Wing 18
Beneath Thy Cross 37
Bethany 53
Beyond This Life of Hope and Fears. .118
Blessed Assurance 134
Blest be the Tie that Binds 303
Boylston 216
Brother Come 108
Brother, the Saviour Calls to Thee 108
Building for Eternity 55
By Grace Redeemed Through Thy
Blood 46
By Thine Eye, O God A]l-seeing 180
Calvary 151
Cast Thy Burden on the Lord 158
Calling for Thee 65
Children of the Heavenly King 103
Christmas 201
Christ the Fountain . , , , 41
No.
Christ My Refuge 73
Christ Receiveth Sinful Men. ..... 77
Christ Returneth 135
Church of God, Awake 85
Cling to the Bible, My Boy 99
Closer to Thee, My Father, Draw Me. 119
Come and See 142
Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove. . .195
Coming To-day 5
Come Thou Apart and Rest Awhile. . .153
Come Thou, Almighty King 310
Come Thou Fount 341
Come to the Fount of Mercy 160
Come, Sinner, Come 110
Come to Me, the Saviour Calleth 47
Come, My Way, My Truth, My Life. .136
Come to Our Father's House .' 103
Come to Jesus Now 338
Come, We that Love the Lord 168
Come, Ye Disconsolate 177
Come, Ye Sinners Poor and Needy 343
Coronation 345
Crown Him 38
Dear Saviour, Come In 133
Dear Father, to Thy Mercy Seat 333
De Fleury 147
Deliverance Will Come 186
Dennis 302
Did Christ O'er Sinners Weep? 204
Don't Keep Jesus Waiting 33
Down at the Fount 58
Down at the Cross Where My Saviour
Died 98
Draw Me Closer to Thee 119
DuANE Street 185
Duke Street 199
Eaton 136
Enough for Me 93
Eternity is Drawing Nigh 134
Eucharist 84
Evening Prayer 86
Far From the Scenes of Night 339
Father From Whom Salvation Came . . 157
Father, Heavenly Father 34
Father, I Would Humble Be .,.,., , 37
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INDEX.
No.
Father, Whate'er of Earthly Bliss . . . .221
Federal Street 215
Fling Out the Banner 30
Forever With the Lord 230
Fountain of Cleansing Now Open for
Sin 41
From All that Dwell Below the Skies . . 1
From Every Stormy Wind that Blows . . 199
Glory Be to the Father 2
Glorious Fountain 155
Glory to God on High 211
Glory to His Name 98
Glorying in the Cross 85
Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken. .214
Gloria Patri 2
Give Me Thy Heart 36
Go Work To-day 67
Going Away Unsaved 133
Good Night 88
God be With You 178
God Bless Our Native Land 224
God Moves in a Mysterious Way 187
Grace is Free 127
Grace, 'tis a Charming Sound 72
Greenville 242
Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah 244
Hallelujah ! I am Thine 136
Hallelujah ! What a Saviour 50
Hallowed Hour of Prayer 57
Hamburg 190
Hark, My Soul, it is the Lord 14
Hark, Ten Thousand Harps and
Voices 225
Hark, the Trump of God 68
Harwell 225
He Leadeth Me 237
He THAT Believeth 54
Heber 192
Hebron 193
Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty. . .123
Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide 26
HORTON 189
HURSLEY 207
How Blest the Thought that Jesus
Knows 6
How Firm a Foundation 208
How Gentle God's Commands 203
How Precious is the Book Divine 35
How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds . 192
How Can I But Love Him 44
How Tedious and Tasteless the Hours . 147
I Am Coming to the Cross 42
I Am Redeemed 117
I am Safe Whatever may Betide Me. . . 17
I am Trusting in the Lord 7
I am Weary of Earth and Its Toil. . . .146
I Could Not Do Without Thee 113
I Have Heard a Wondrous Story 29
I Hear Thy Welcome Voice 175
I Have Plunged Beneath the Flood .... 138
I Know I Love Thek Beiter Lord. 139
I Know that My Redeemer, Lives. 11
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I Know that My Redeemer Lives 188
I Know Whom I Have Believed 23
I Know Who Came to Die for Me 24
I Love to Tell the Story 114
I Long to be There 56
I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord 216
Pll Bear the Cross 95
I'm Going Home 116
I'm Thinking of the Good Old Days. . 94
Pm Not Ashamed to Own My Lord. . .198
I Need Thee, Lord 38
In the Cross of Christ I Glory 22
In the Christian's Home in Glory. 172
I Saw a Wayworn Traveler 186
I Shall be Satisfied 61
Is Thy Cruse of Comfort Failing?. .109
It is the Lord My Saviour 24
It May be at Morn When the Day is. . .135
Italian Hymn 210
Jesus at the Door 145
Jesus Bids You Come 64
Jesus is Standing By 21
Jesus is Calling You Now 97
Jesus is Tenderly Calling for Thee 65
Jesus, My Lord, to Thee I Cry 70
Jesus, My All, to Heaven is Gone 185
Jesus, Lover of My Soul 247
Jesus Shall Reign 105
Jesus, Saviour, Pilot Me 100
Jesus, the Name High Over All 132
Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee 197
Jesus Will Let You In 103
Jewett 143
Joy to the World, the Lord is Come. . .200
Just as I Am 248
Just as Thou art Without One Trace. . 64
Knocking at the Door, 145
Laban 219
Laborers of Christ Arise 74
Lead Me by the Hand 180
Lead Me, Saviour 66
Let the Saviour In 19
Let Me Work Too 4
Living Water 29
Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing. 242
Longing for Rest 146
Loved Ones in Glory 125
Loving Word that's Nightly Whispered 88
Loving Kindness 128
Look Unto Him and be True 69
Man of Sorrows, What a Name 50
Manoah 187
Maitland 205
Martyn 247
Mendon 16
More Love to Thee 179
More Than Tongue Can Tell 20
Move Forward 40
Must I Go, and Empty-handed 10
Must Jesus Bear the Cross Alone. .95, 205
INDEX.
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No.
My Boy, the Wide World is Before
You 69
My Country, 'tis of Thee 223
My Father is Rich in Houses and
Lands 138
My Faitb Looks Up to Thee 212
My Heart is a Fountain of Joy To-day. 117
My Heavenly Home is Bright and Fair . 116
My Jesus, as Thou Wilt 143
My Jesus I Love Thee 170
My Jesus Knows 6
My Soul, be on Thy Guard 219
My Trundle Bed 131
Naomi 221
Nearer, My God, to Thee 52
Nearer the Cross 173
Nettleton 241
Night Had Fallen on the City 75
Not My Own 39
No Sorrow There 229
O Come and Dwell in Me 217
O Could I Speak the Matchless Worth .227
O FOR A Thousand Tongues 106
O for a Closer Walk with God 240
O for a Faith that Will Not Shrink. . .246
O Glad, Whosoever 25
O Happy Day 91
O How I Love Jesus 132
O Home of Rest, for Thee I Sigh 56
O Home Beyond the Jordan 164
Oh, Had I Wings I Sigh and Say. ...158
O Who Are These so Near the Throne. 154
O Love Surpassing Knowledge 93
O Lamb of God 141
O Shout the Song of Victory 51
O Slumherer, Arouse Thee 137
O Think of a Home Over There 166
O Turn Ye, O Turn Ye, for Why 206
O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah 213
O Wonderful, Wonderful Grace 60
O'er the Gloomy Hills of Darkness. . .236
Of All the Woes Recorded 31
Often Our Hearts are Sad 21
Old Hundred 1
Olivet 212
Only a Little While 149
On Calvary's Brow 121
Onward, Christian Soldier 107
Onward, Onward, Press to Glory 144
On the Mountain's Top Appearing . . .235
Ortonville 246
Our Lord is Now Rejected 176
Our Master Has Taken His Journey, .184
Out on the Desert Seeking 5
Pardon in Jesus, My Brother 76
Pass Me Not 159
Pass the Gospel Torch Along 45
Paul and Silas 75
Pilot 100
Portuguese Hymn 206
Power to Save ...,.,.... 71
No.
Pray, Brethren, Pray 134
Prayer " ^5-7
Praise God from Whom all Blessings
Flow _ I
Praise Him 8
Praise Ye the Lord 8
Precious Name [[] 238
Quit You Like Men 62
Rathbun 213
Redeemed / ' 25
Rescue the Perishing .183
Rest ..153
Revive Us Again ......174
Rock of Ages [,[ '231
Salvation, 0 the Joyful Sound 239
Saviour, Breathe an Evening Blessing. 86
Saviour, I Thy Voice Would Hear .... 9
Saviour, Lead Me, Lest I Stray 66
Scatter Bright Smiles 63
Send the Light 15
Shall We Gather at the River?. . .161
Show Pity, Lord, O Lord, Forgive. . . .215
Silver Street 72
Sing Praise Unto the Lord 3
Sing Them Over Again to Me ...... ! 171
Soldiers of Christ, in Truth 16
Some Day, Sometime '.'. 79
Some Go Away from the House To-
night ....133
Some Sweet Day 104
Sometimes a Light Surprises 234
Somewhere To-night 90
Soon Will Come the Setting Sun 92
Speak to Me Tenderly 9
Standing by the Cross 81
Stand for the Right 43
Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus 232
Soul of Mine in Earthly Temple 61
Sun of My Soul 207
Sweet Bye and Bye !l05
Sweet Peace 129
Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing. 81
Take Me as I Am 70
Take the Name of Jesus With You. . .238
Teach Me How to Pray 152
Tell it to Jesus Alone 169
Tell Me, Pilgrim, Faint and Weary. . .156
Tell the Joyful News Around 127
The Cross of Christ 22
The Crowning Day 176
The Child of a King 138
The Feast and the Robes 37
The Hollow of God's Hand 17
The King' s Highway 185
The Lord Hath Risen 112
The Lord is My Shepherd 82
The Lord My Pasture Shall Pre-
pare 140
The Morning is Dawning, Behold 130
The Morning Light is Breaking 233
IV
INDEX.
No.
The Old-fashioned Story and Song.115
The Old-time Religion 94
The Precious Book 35
The Reaping Time Will Come 31
The Saviour is Coming, I Know 130
The Three Calls. ." 137
The Victor's Song 51
The Wayside Cross 73
The Wages of Sin is Death 89
There's a Call Comes Ringing 15
There's a Home Beyond the Jordan. ..164
There's a Land that is Fairer than Day. 165
There's a Work for Each of Us
Now 184
There is a Fountain Filled with Blood. 155
There is Sunshine in My Soul 33
There Shall be Showers of Bless-
ings 167
These Are They 154
Thine Alone 46
Through the Meadows Green Inviting. 101
Though Your Sins be as Scarlet 13
Thou Art My God, O God Most High. .226
Throw Out the Life-Line 148
Thus Far the Lord Hath Led Me on . . . 193
Time Worketh, Let Me Work Too. . . 4
'Tis Religion that Can Give 96
To-day the Saviour Calls 209
To Jesus, My Saviour, I'll Go 47
Traveling Home 102
Trust and Obey 59
Trusting Jesus, Hallelujah! 7
No.
Walk in the Light 96
We Praise Thee O God 174
Webb 232
We're on the Way 12
We're Marching to Zion 168
We'll Meet Each Other There 92
What a Friend We Have in Jesus. 182
What a Precious, Precious Friend is
He 44
What More Could He Do V 60
When Cherished Joys Have Taken
Wing 38
When Dreary Shadows Veil 78
When I Survey the Wondrous
Cross 84, 190
Where the Shepherd Leads I'll Go. 101
Which Way Shall I Take 73
While Jesus Whispers 110
Who at My Door is Standing? Ill
Who' ll be the Next ? 83
Why Do You Wait a Convenient Day ? 97
Will You Be There V 118
Wondrous Love 14
Wonderful Words of Life 171
Work, for the Night is Coming — 220
woodworth 248
Ye Are My Witnesses 156
Ye Sons of Men, to You We Bring .... 162
Your Soul Must Live 163
Zion 235
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